dear you.

dear you,

so there’s this memory of us that just continues through my head like a fucking movie on loop. same beginning. same ending. i hate this movie. i hate the characters – i want to scream at them to just take a chance. just one time change the ending…the problem is we never will. but god i wish we had. it could have been breathtaking.

always,

L

 

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