He was my best friend, my lover, and my mirror. When I left, I did so because I let my light go out — and because he was my mirror, there was no light left for us. Each subsequent trial of the heart has been a reminder that sometimes the one who gets away is the one who brings you closer to yourself.
the one who got away
2 comments:
thanks for sharing the link :) -yx
np, links make up for the lack of writing inspriation. haha
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