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You kept saying “we’re gonna be okay”
And you’re right,
We were,
Just not together.
Because it’s come to a point
Where it’s much easier to put out our fire
Than to ignite it anymore.
P.H.
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Maybe its just right person wrong timing, or maybe im just too fucked up to be loved by anyone
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concept: our bedroom is cold, and the rain is pattering quietly against the windows, but we’re snuggled up warm beneath the covers in each other’s arms, half paying attention to a movie as we exchange sleepy kisses.
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