Wednesday, December 16, 2015

As she laid in bed unable to sleep, she started to miss him.
And her.
And them.
She also began to understand that she was the reason it had to end.
It was her all along.
Each and every time, it was her.
She let go a long time ago and no one has been able to hold her since.
Truly hold her.
She was the reason for her loneliness.
Her unhappiness was of her own making.

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