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every time

every time we have to part a little bit of me dies

a little bit of my heart every time, every timewe leave each other leaves me and goes home with you in your left back pocket.

when people try to tear us apart it tears me mind, body, and soul apart. i miss you so much that i can't even look in the mirror because it just reminds me of every time you have touched me and it makes me want to smash that mirror because i can't have it at that moment