The Sweetest Pain

The English language lacks. The words we look for are not there.

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The worst part is sitting next to someone, knowing it will never be the same.

The worst part is when the petnames fade and first names slip into their place.

You’ve never called me Kirst before.

It’s the sweetest pain. Don’t mistake it for anything more.

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