and she loved him more than moonlight and the starry sky more than changing seasons or oversized sweaters more than polaroids and postcards old typewriters or record players concert tickets and the text she highlighted in her favorite novels 🐦
she had come to love everything he was and everything she had made him into 🐦
her heart swelled as 🐦
the days passed by 🐦
she was so full of love for him and hope that she forgot to do what so many forget to do 🐦🐦
she forgot to leave room to love herself 🐦
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