Letting go of someone who was never yours was the most painful kind of love I had for somebody. I loved you. I still do but it is all that means to me. Being happy is all i hope you'd be then loving you must mean i really have to set you free. Your happiness is my happiness even if that means tearing me apart. You were never mine but I am now letting you go. But let me call you jack for this is the last time that Im going to be your rose. Jack... this will be the last time and starting tom, I'll never be your rose anymore. I was never your rose but you'll forever be my jack. I love you addio.
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Paramour || LQ
FanfictionSome stories are written with pen. But her story was written in pain.
