Sunday, July 31, 2016

The First is Supposed to Leave, Right?

I tried not to cry when you forgot my birthday for the first time in nearly ten years. And I tell myself we were just too young to last, maybe you really were meant to be here, and I guess that's the only reason I shattered in the midst of pure bliss over nothing more than the sheer lack of you. 

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