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To Him... love stories
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wanderlusting
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Rain trickles down my window, like all those months ago. When he knocked on my door, and said he needed more. He wanted to move out of town, somewhere a thousand miles down. He needed to get away; he told me he couldn't stay. I guess I don't get my fairytale, because our love became stale. One day I hope to see you again, so let's talk then.

To Him...

Rain trickles down my window, like all those months ago. When he knocked on my door, and said he needed more.

He wanted to move out of town, somewhere a thousand miles down. He needed to get away; he told me he couldn't stay.

I guess I don't get my fairytale, because our love became stale. One day I hope to see you again, so I'll talk to you then.

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