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October 2, 2018

My love, I stopped going outside during sundown. That reminds me of how the sky yet again be tainted by the unapologetic darkness. The graveyard of stars up above, mirrors the death of my soul. Funny how things have been about purple bruises just like dusk, than love. How will I go home, trying not to breakdown inside the jeepney? Was it not real? Our love? Was it my fault that I offered all my love, not leaving a pinch for myself? You know, I really loved you. To the point of wreckage.

Love,

̶e̶̶n̶̶n̶̶e̶ your ex-girl

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