• Taken.

    by  • November 2, 2010 • Heartbreak, Letting Go, Lost Love, Miss You • 0 Comments

    You stole a shirt out of my room a year ago.
    Then you left me and moved away.

    A year has passed and you’ve returned. You asked me if I wanted the shirt back.

    I said no even though I loved that shirt.
    You look better in it than I ever would anyway.

    The only thing I’d like back is my heart that you stole..

    Because I’ve grown tired of missing you so fucking much.

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