1:08 pm
It's been two days.
We haven't talked in two days.
There's no explanation.
There was no goodbye.
The last text you sent me was on July 23rd at 12:54pm telling me how you had gotten dragged to the mall
And now you were finally having your coffee.
I don't know what we are.
If there even still is a we.
I don't know anymore.
Maybe you walked away and just couldn't say goodbye.
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Teen FictionI thought I had been in love before. True love. Until I fell for him. That's when I realized I had never really been in love with anyone. He made me feel complete. He was my whole world. And then it came crumbling down. And I'm still trying to take...
