Where the fuck are you?

Facebook memories. That is what is killing me today. Being reminded that four years ago we were happy, we were taking day trips down south and putting up horrible pictures from when we were thirteen. How did we get here? How did we get to a place that we hate each other. A place that love use to exist.


You were everything to me. You were the person that I confessed my heartache to. The person that use to hold all of my secrets. So where the fuck are you? Where the fuck has my person gone?



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