Goodbyes are never fun. Usually they hurt. But sometimes.... It's not all bad. I've never said goodbye to someone I cared about and walked away happy, until last night. It's funny. When someone tells you that you are pure, and your greatest trait is purity of being, and then walks away from your life, you'd expect to be sad. When it's someone who you realize has never let anyone but you into their heart, no matter how many people they have let into their bed, you'd expect to be devastated, but somehow I can only think about how we'll always have paris.
When one door closes, another opens...
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