One foot in, one foot out
Give me the time I need to grieve
Im not ready
“thanks for giving me a chance”
For you for him
“I am ready to give it up this time”
I choose me
If you would come back,
L ov e
How is it that those words came out so easily to you
Why
do I feel so chocked with every beep that accompanies messages of sweet nothings
Choice
Choose
I choose me
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