Dissapearing love
Its crazy how much i loved him back then. When i would ask my grandma to make me a doll of him. When i would cry because he wasnt there. And now i just dont care. He was there and now hes not. Only... 'Im' not here... Now i despise him. I dont wanna see him, touch him, look at him, think of him, talk to him, know of him... I dont wanna be near him, at all... Not today. Not ever. Alone today and tomorrow. Always, forever.
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