Love Book Ending

Perhaps our love

was like a book.

Some pages were

worth tabbing, and

others were meant

to be ripped out.

As you sit on my shelf

of memories, I’ll

forget specific pages.

But I’ll always remember

the ending.

She’s a deep dark brown to match my eyes She’s shy, but the loudest you’ll ever meet Nails sharp as knives, but rests on my thighs ...

She’s a deep dark brown to match my eyes She’s shy, but the loudest you’ll ever meet Nails sharp as knives, but rests on my thighs ...

Wake up now, it’s time. The sun has risen again. The sky shines bright blue. Take some nice deep breaths. The day is ready for...

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