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I don’t know what it was that made me love you. Or what it was that made you hate me the way you do. I remember what you said and compare it to what you did and it never made sense.

You were there and then you weren’t.

You had my heart and I had yours. You said it was love and so I stayed.

Maybe it was too much. Maybe it wasn’t enough.

But I will never forget the way you made me feel. Like I was everything. And I will never forget the way you made me feel. Like I was nothing.

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Antonio M Acre (via wordsthat-speak)


"She went back to her room and put on her best dress, high heels, tried to fix up. But there was a terrible sadness about her."
Post Office (Charles Bukowski)
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