forever broken
"For the longest time I didn't think you broke me. My heart didn't ache while I was at work, when I was with my friends, or even when I slept all alone in my bed. But, the day he held the door open for me, when he grabbed my hand and I rested my head on his chest, that was the day I realized you broke me. Because the whole time I was with him everything inside me was wishing it was he was you. "
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