Hopeless.

Hopeless.

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Marie, 19, Paris, France

" I have a hunch that it’s a portsmouth┬ábis". Why did you told me that? You know me. Really, why did you told me that?
Because, now I think “us” again. Because now, I think about you the way I was before. Because now, I want to do things with you, I think about where we could go and what we could do. Because now, I can have fun with someone else but I can’t move on. At the end of the day, you’re the only one that I want to fall asleep with , you’re the guy with who I see myself. You’re the only one I trust. Because now I want to kiss you again. Because now I love you again. But, I never stopped.