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Holding On

You were never supposed to mean this much to me. I was never supposed to fall this hard.

But, I did.

That’s why I keep holding on. Because it hurts more to let this love go.

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This entry was posted on May 24, 2017 by in Poetry, Quotes, Thoughts and tagged .

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