Because I thought you were the one.The one and only one…
No one else was right.
No one else felt right.
With you I feel like I am finally home.
At last, a safe place to stay.
"That is part of the beauty of literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you're not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong." - F. Scott Fitzgerald
Sometimes my sadness feels too heavy that I forget how to breath and fake a smile.
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