Now.
Love always,
3.29.2011
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I haven't met one person worth all this,
Not until you,
and now my disbelief
stabs like warm dull knives
in my shallow chest
and there is pain,
and there are tears,
and denial and disbelief,
but this is all me fighting with myself.
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