darling • c.h. [bk 1]

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Dear darling

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I don't know what to say

I know you'll never find these

I'll hide them somewhere they will never be found

Just like my heart

I lied when I said that I gave it to you, because in reality, I've hidden it so well that I don't even know where to find it

I'm sorry for lying

I'm sorry for being awful

I take it out on myself, in ways you'll never see or understand

And for that, I'm sorry

I wish I could just talk to you, like I used to, but I can no longer do so

Something's changed Cal

I know longer feel like your darling even though I know I am

And for that, again, I'm sorry

Forever sorry

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yours truly - nicole