Tuesday, April 30

There's still you.

It's been a year and there's this void, a black hole that pulls me and think back what could've been. When I think of you, there's a sharp pain in my chest that quickly subsides. My stomach turns, I feel light headed. It's really weird how you make me feel even after all this time. You have such effect that stops me, that somehow breaks every little piece of me.

You have no idea.

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