You Can't Afford Me


His love was coveted.  

I wasn't. 

His love was exactly the song I wanted to sing; the beat I wanted to dance to. 

He was everything. 

I was nothing. 

I took a deep breath because nothing was all I ever wanted to be. 

Nothing is more than everything

Because everything is worth a price but mine isn't money. 


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