You know I love you oh so very much
But you’re so far away to keep in touch
And go
We both already know
The distance and the difference is hardly palatable
It’s time to let go of what once was and what could be
This is the end of our love story.
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Meaningful. Thank you for sharing, I love it🥰🫶❤️