:.::.Love.::.:

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Just know that if I sit up at night dwelling over a conversation
Fearing I did something wrong,
I love you
I've been doing this lately
My heart pounding out of my chest with unconditional love
But for it only to stop
And have my brain take over with anxiety

Existentialism and poemsOnde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora