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Sometimes you realize how much you love a person when the person is gone.
His trustful eyes gave me the impression I was needed, but was this the only point of the relationship? The feeling of a person you supposed to love was just based on the fact I wanted to be needed?
Now he is laying right next to someone else, a single teardrop droping to my mouth, it tastes like salt while I still smell his perfume.
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