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Dear J.S.

I try to mend the hole with a quick fix

But the more people I meet,

the more sunsets I watch with strangers,

the more I miss her.

Because nobody can make my heart beat the same

Hearts molded together

beating to each other's words.

Words I've never used before,

words I haven't meant since then,

words that make the world go round

Stupid, stupid

I wish I met her...

At the very least,

it's all still for her


The more people I meet, the more I realize you were the best thing to exist.

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23 nov. 2021

This is beautiful in so many ways. I've read this so many times!

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