Doing the things that make me blush.
I see that look in your eyes that tells me you just want to be fucked. I will seize the day that I can get a taste, of your world, of the love I missed out on. I hold a small piece of you in my heart. I feel for you. I really do. Holding onto the old me that isn't here anymore. Wondering if she's ever coming back again. Wondering if anyone can give me hope again. I sit here not knowing what's to become of my tomorrow..or what my today will be. I sit there not knowing anything and it kills.
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