And there is no such thing, as making up for lost time. Its over and it’s all been said before, some people love each other but there is always that one person who loves the other one more.

So all the best books tell me love comes in like a storm, that you go through a million versions of ‘the one’ and being torn. But i don’t want to play such petty games. Never was the kind to date.

It makes me laugh

When I think about how

I thought you were

My Fate.

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