I miss you. Your comforting feeling. Oh that warm feeling you gave me. I was safe, where does that leave me now? Lost and lonely, thats where. You may not have meant the world to them but that was your worth to me. To them you may have worn age and experience but that is what I loved most about you. I adore that unique quality you held so dear. When I looked at you I saw myself, you helped me recognize the the beauty within. The small things are what I loved most about you. You had your flaws, don't get me wrong, but I only loved you more because of each one. And the way the light hit you in all the right ways made it harder to leave you and the color you have off was not one that spoke of purity but one of acceptance. I want you back. You were mine, my room.
With Love,
Marissa
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