One constant in my life. Just one. That’s all I’m asking for. Just one. When the love of your life leaves you, and your love is still intact, it takes awhile to break that love down. Dissolve the pieces. Find the you under all that him or her. It’s hard not to get mad when you’re shoveling all the shit off your heart, working so hard to reach where your heart used to be, but you end up digging deeper, and deeper… You start to wonder if you have one, deep under the muck, or if you really, truly gave it away.
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