Maybe it's just me being tested. All the times I thought about you paved the way to distract myself. Whenever I imagine something with you, a puzzle is always missing, and I feel like the whole piece will always be incomplete. This feeling of wanting you but knowing it can't happen is sickening, and holding me by the neck. I'm suffocating, but you don't even care. I want to share my thoughts and feelings with you, but something is always in the way...maybe this is a sign. That we are not meant to be...
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Author:
cerry (
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It happens the other way too. When all the pieces fit perfectly and clearly says that we are meant to be, but it still does not happen.
And that is the worst feeling ever! Cause then both sides will never be complete
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