.I Cried.

I cried.

You made me happy.

And made me smile.

Every time I awoke,

You were there.

Saying, "Hi."

You said you loved me.

Did you?

My heart skipped beats.

Skipped.

Skipped.

Skipped.

My cheeks were red when you smiled.

When you smiled at me.

Me.

I felt so special.

So important.

It was like I was floating on butterflies.

I wanted so badly to fly again.

Not now, though.

Not now.

What I felt..

What I felt..

Doesn't matter now.

I broke my own heart.

With you as the reason.

I made myself cry.

I made myself hurt.

I'm not going back.

I felt for you.

No..

No..

No..

Good Night. I'll miss what we could've had,

but not what we did have.

The End

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