I know you’re empty, I know you’re spent. But believe in this, please believe in this. It scares me to write it and it scares me to mean it cause I’ll let you down, I’ll fail somehow.
Yet I feel a peace with you next to me. I can believe when you’re next to me. That this will work out, that the loneliest times are nothing now but memories and false reprieves. That we’re closer to how life was meant to be all along.
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honesty is the new eloquence
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