as the moon crept across the window pane that night, i paid mind to your deep breaths fanning the back of my neck. i realized that losing you would be the hardest thing i'd ever have to do, so i won't.
— s.d.
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Teen Fictiondear no one, how do we say goodbye? all the love, claire wright © 2017 | 48left (lowercase intended)
