but only in the spaces between breaths. a bond built on a lie means you have to keep pretending it's something it's not.
what is it, exactly, we're pretending it's not?
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4 comments:
or maybe you exist half a world away, where one hesitation is all i need to hurtle myself into your arms and never look back?
yeah. as if that will happen. but a girl can dream. :)
another lovely post, cape
erm . . . hi trans
I can relate to this one. powerful.
So real...worded perfectly
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