10/24/22
Living in my dead memory
A couple of weeks pass by and it would be like he never existed. I wonder if it was real at all, but maybe he was, or else I wouldn't have this empty feeling in my heart, the space that he once filled.
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𝓈𝑒𝓁𝑒𝓃𝒾𝓉𝑒'𝓈 𝓅𝑜𝑒𝓂𝓈
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