Oh, little martyrs of witness
Tag: regret
And it kills me to remember you shaking your head, after you came to me in tears, and walking out that door to never come knocking again.
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I still want to grow old with you if you’ll let me. If you’ll help me rebuild these broken pieces of this once-most-beautiful home.
E and V have both been left in the dust by the course this adventure took. The warring within their minds hasn’t ceased, and of course, S is still at it. Watch out!
…There were so many things to say, and so much past zipping it in. Circumstance and time were their enemies right now; just as always, seemingly…
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