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sometimes i like to think that you never existed, it's easier that way.
although i miss your smile and the way you cared for me, i do not miss the loneliness that now fills my blank heart.
but what is love if there's no pain in it ? is it easier to forget or to remember you?is my pain a reminder that there was a time where you where still alive, and now i am all alone?
now you are six feet underground and your only companion are worms.
we used to dream of our futur outside this wild life.
now i have to live it but without you by my side.