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I mixed my brown sugar with cinnamon and had it with my tea, but it will never be as sweet as what we used to be. I took two sips and meditated on the taste, it bothers me when I think the time we shared is all to waste. They always told me your first kiss is somewhat better than your last, but why is it that I still hold on to kisses from the past? Remember when ‘you without me’ was an oxymoron? I didn’t think your absence would fill all the days to follow.

Darling you’re my demon but still to God I pray, silent words a wise man would never dare say. Place your hands upon my shoulders and make me less impure, love is the disease and baby you’re the cure.When you stopped smiling, darling I stopped living. My heart became a charity that stopped giving. I still dream of you even though you left, I still haven’t made up the bed where we both slept.

I guess your happiness was hidden somewhere inside our separation, but believe me when I say I loved you enough to feed a nation. I have to get over it and maybe I’ll forgive – they really lied when they said ‘What you get is what you give.’

Credit: Mpho Lebohang Mokhele, 07/12/2014
(via wnq-writers tumblr)


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  • Slughorn

    Je bent al een tijdje niet online geweest. Kan ik je ergens mee helpen?

    2 jaar geleden
  • Ristridin

    Gefeliciteerd! *O*

    2 jaar geleden
  • ProngsPotter

    Hoi, zin om te praten?

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  • Rubin

    Hallo, hoe gaat het vandaag?(nerd)

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  • Debbaut

    Hey!! What's Up! Hoe staat het ermee?

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