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ONCE LOVED... Guess I didn't love myself enough to see how much I loved you. I don't really miss him. Rather I miss myself when I was with him. The way my heart pounds when I look at him. The way my mouth can't compose a word when I talk to him. The way my head hallucinates a life with him. The way I used to believe in magic. The way I used to see rainbows in the dark. The way I used to think I could catch stars. The way I believe love can conquer all. So yeah I miss myself when I was with him. The more I loved him, the more it damaged me when I was not in love with him anymore. The harder it is to get back to the old me. Bites by bites. Piece by piece. As long as all that reminding is dust of yesterday. Which will be there for the rest of my life. #That G!rl... #review#lifelessons