#jrrs

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We'll be okay.

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Oh how I wish we were much closer. I want to be vulnerable with you.

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If in this universe, we do not love each other, I do not want to be in this one.

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Mr. Know it all.

I think I'm always right, but I know I won't be always right. I do not want to assume what I truly do not know, but what is this feeling in my gut. I'm just scared to be right sometimes. I see things. I can see people's futures. My insight is that real. It scares me.

Idk if this is my ego or my intuition speaking to me.

Am I too serious? Am I too dramatic? Because I know you don't have time for things like drama and all.

You look for fun. Good vibes. Good energy.

Fuck. In all honesty. You deserve the best love in the damn universe.

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She fell in love with the pretty things.

The pretty lights when the sun is out.

The stars in the dark sky.

The books she reads.

The flowers she see's.

The places she's been to and hasn't been to yet.

Snapchat filters.

The clothes she finds.

There are much more things she finds as pretty.

I just hope she knows how pretty SHE is.

She's more than beautiful. She's love.

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Finding my love for you

With you always being on my mind, I wonder if I'm on yours.

Constantly thinking if we're truly meant to be together. I know.. you dislike it when I talk like this. When I say things like "I only drag you down, I feel like I'm a bother to you, etc." Anything which fills doubt or fear into your mind.

I feel it. The sadness I project onto you. I see it. Sure, you put on a different face when you're with friends and what not. Your energy level is different. You seem happier when you are not with me. I feel your energy boost up when you're not with me.

Is this just all in my head? Is this fiction?

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She's more than just a book with limited words.

She's an endless book that will keep writing, loving, and growing wether or not if she hits writers block. She doesn't need to be romantic, she just needs to be free. Free from drama, darkness, tight areas, and possibly me. She is comfortable being with herself. Her solitude is highly valued which is something I'm proud of. She's strong and she doesn't realize it.

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My heart trembles reading your words. Knowing you once loved another. Knowing you wanted someone else besides me. Is that selfish of me? I don't know. Knowing you've craved a desire for someone else kills me. The thought you touching someone else just brings anger and hate. But why? Why do I hate thinking about you wanting someone else? Being with someone else. My thoughts sometimes get the best of me when I know they shouldn't. Forgive me for being childish. Forgive me for being dramatic. Forgive me.