A Hearts Prose
I didn't think I could love anymore.
That intimate passionate naive love seemed extinct.
I could see why he was so in love with her, she was lovable. I felt a hint of jealousy but of their love not of her or him. She had what i once had with him and I longed for that whether it was with or without him. I just wanted to fall stupidly in love like I had in high school before I knew how harsh l...
Thursday 2nd March 2017 9:49 am
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