when morning comes (you'll be gone)
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maybe sometimes love isn't keeping her close, maybe it is letting her leave when she wants to. maybe love isn't holding her to sleep but it is keeping it together when he wakes up alone. maybe love is realising that his happiness isn't hers.
Foreword
i hate myself for writing this. but i'm diggity bomb at unrequited/ one-sided love... something not at all useful in life, in fact it makes me indulge in self-loathing because all i do is put my muse in tremendous pain through my craft
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