part of me.
i love you.
i’m in love with you.
you ruined every bit of happiness i thought i could try to have
and now without you, i’m scared i won’t be able to be who i am or
who i want to be...
because you became apart of me,
but you know it’s okay.
it’s all good.
i mean shit—
i went through hell and back by myself
so what’s a another round trip?
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