• I Can’t Take It

    by  • December 29, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, Breaking Up • 0 Comments

    It’s not fair. We spent more time in my room than anywhere else. My pillows all have memories of nights spent beside you. The scent of you still lingers on the sheets. And I look over to see my things that you returned before telling me goodbye.

    Then I look to see the many things of yours you’ve left behind.

    It hurts so much.

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