Broken Waterfalls
And so I cried. Not for myself or to cause a scene but because if loosing you meant loosing a piece of me then I would let you go just to know you're finally at peace. It's sickening is it? Because the thought of that made me happy. And I cried even more not tears of sadness but of joy. And that's when I realized I was destroyed.
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