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It’s nearly engrossing how less I feel in the arms of what I hold close to you. Your nonexistence, it pleases me. Watching you suffer, God, that too.
To beyond greater things than the grandeur you were enveloped in—my ideals, perhaps of you.
What a peculiar feeling to be this so-called “in love,” when we were just falling so terribly far and apart. Maybe I still don’t know what it feels like, your absence just isn’t devastating enough for it to be true…
To beyond greater things than the grandeur you were enveloped in—my ideals, perhaps of you.
What a peculiar feeling to be this so-called “in love,” when we were just falling so terribly far and apart. Maybe I still don’t know what it feels like, your absence just isn’t devastating enough for it to be true…
For now, this is all I want to feel—but not with you.
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