The Last Tex

The last text broke my heart. I knew the conversation would start like fine art. It’s always like that in the start with you,until your true colours shine through. The good and bad was all we had. Am sitting here feeling so sad but deep down glad. All the love we spoke of was a lie. Tears dry but don’t end. Now I can press send and delete your number on my end.

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