The longer we’re apart the more I’m convinced we’re not meant for each other. And sometimes I wonder if I should fight for this. For what we have. For what we had. But I’m not sure if this is even worth fighting for. I don’t know. I’m lost. And I’m tired. Tired of fighting for everything. Fighting to get what I deserve. Fighting to get what I want. I’m exhausted.
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