I wander through your writings hoping you'll remember me among them, while I'm drowning in my thoughts of you. Why weren't you and I meant for each other? How did we let separation overcome us, we whose love everyone marveled at? Our love for the world has become something frightening.

Live your life as you wish, for ultimately you will lie in a grave

I loved him in a way that scared me. The book says I deserve it if the pain stays constant. I even stayed up two days at a time. I kept wondering how he might text me while he was asleep. !

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