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The hardest part of our break-up
isn't just losing you.
It's about losing my old self,
The girl who was a ray of sunshine,
The girl who believed in love,
The girl who could give everything for the one she loved,
The girl that I once admired the most.
Today... that girl is gone, along with her paper heart.
⭐️
YOU ARE READING
Remember me, my Love
PoetryI want to remember you, remember us... through my poems.
