I stopped loving you 30 seconds ago, but now I found a small cinnamon candlebought from Misty Mountain Shop.
Remember making loveto the scent of cinnamon and bonfires?
I remember your skin by firelight.I'm sorry I told you that you weren't perfect.
I wish loving you was enough.
That was amazing. Theres a knot in my stomach because even if I don't know these people, I feel I know all too well thier story and maybe I know a little too well all the emotions and frustrations. Maybe.
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