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she's gonna chase you around
for a while, it's true. don't let it get to
you're head though. one day she's going to
stop running circles around you.
she's gonna get over you
...
and at that very moment you're going to *{wish}* you had let her catch you. well,
IT'S TOO LATE
NOW.
</3
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SHE WEARS CONFIDENCE LIKE
MAKEUP.
but when she comes
home,
she takes the makeup
off.
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she goes back to crying and
sobbing and pounding the floor, knowing
that her and *him* could be more. looking
in the mirror at her sorrow-worn face, his
lips on hers, she could still taste.
screaming and pounding a
pillow with her fists, wishing
that she could have more of that kiss.
knowing that *he* would never
come back, her heart felt like it was
under attack.
it was shattered and scarred
and broken in two,
being abandoned, she never
knew
would hurt this much, seeing
his hand in that {girl's}
made the walls she built up
come down; her blood curdle. now
she's alone in this world but she won't let anyone
see, because
a VULNERABLE girl, she never could be. she
puts on her confidence makeup, builds back her
walls, then
walks out of her room and into the
hall.
BACK TO FAKING THAT SHE IS
FINE. </3
there are 6 billion people in the
world.
6 billion f*cking people.
of those,
there are at least one for you.
maybe you'll meet one in a
quaint, little coffee shop.
or on vacation at the
beach.
no matter what,
there is someone out there
looking for you.
just like *you*
are looking
for *them.* <3
*not mine