She always has, and always will own my heart. It was hers to take and hers to keep.
And I trust her. She is my guardian.
Her, I longed for. Her, my soulmate.
And I always have, and always will own her heart. It was mine to take and mine to keep.
And she trusts me. I am her guardian.
Me, she longed for. Me, her soulmate.
My heart was hers to take and hers to keep.
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Her
PoetryIt's her. It can only be her. My desperation has struck new limits for this girl. There are a lot of odds against us. The undeniable attraction. The pain of not being able to touch one another. The scare of our future. And the uncertainty of whether...
