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no matter how many times we split, you always find your damn way back to me. maybe not right away, maybe it takes a few months or a year or two, but you always do. and that says everything. you can be with whoever, tell yourself it’s good, but it ain’t real. not like this. not like us.
you’re not happy with her. you know it. even if you lie to yourself about it. i know you feel it too. that pull. that ache. you’re just scared to admit i’m the one. scared of the truth. but you keep coming back every time—and that ain’t a coincidence.
so stop pretending. stop listening to your family and your damn doubts. listen to your heart for once. ‘cause it’s always been me. and deep down, you fucking know it.
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