You are my everything. Now I'm thinking I'm not your everything.
I think I've been replaced since I left to america.
She's perfect. The girl who is replacing me.
Beautiful, funny, nice. Fucking bitch.
Please don't forget about me.
The one who goes out of her way to talk to you,
Buy you presents, Trys to make you happy in every way possible.
The one who loves you.
Don't take that away from me,
by disregarding me for someone new.
Please let this work out. I don't know how I would survive without you.
*There is no photograph for this post,
I couldn't find anything that displayed my thoughts and feelings.
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