The Mathematics of Falling out of Love
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❤The Mathematics of Falling Out of Love ❤
One less I love you.
One more goodbye.
One less tear falls as you've learned not to cry.
One more text message that goes unanswered.
One less bad quality in them you're willing to stand for.
One more bad memory you can't seem to forget.
One less unflattering quality you have to live with.
One more prayer to the big man up top.
One less memory to remember that you wish you forgot.
One more hug.
One last kiss.
One less worry off your list.
One more regret.
One less sorrow.
One more chance at a great today, and an even greater tomorrow!
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Probably my favorite one