If I could sit down and write a novel of our love
I would write you in as this Prince Charming.
Dashing & Complicated.
Who was always there to catch the broken pieces of boys from the past.
But could never stay too long.
You'd be the guy who always took me in when i needed something that was missing.
Until you ripped it from me.
And you would also be the guy who could never love me.
Everyone would know how you'd lay me down in the night, but forgot my existence the next day.
Only until you needed to unload your emptiness into me once more.
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