Notes
You told me you loved me
while we were counting shooting stars,
and I wanted to say it back with all of my heart
but I choked on the words
and now here
I am throwing them up three years too late.
I loved you too,
but putting two broken bones together
doesn’t make them heal right,
and putting two broken people together
won’t add up to someone whole.
I hope you know that i tried.
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