At first it was too much to express in words, at first it was just a moan of pain that could be heard. But now that the days have faded over and over again into night I can once again write what my brain's been begging me to recite.
What started off as love at first sight has left me broken hearted with more pain and more hurt, my tools to write. Never did I think he would be the cause of these words but its love, live and then learn. So now that its all aired out and my bags are all packed, I can only move forward and never look back.
So this is it, me all on my own. This is the story of me finding my way back home.
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