The Little Things
I hate when the little things join together to become a big pile.
Even more than this, I hate crying in front of other people.
A hug would be nice,
because, after all,
it's the little things that mean the most.
-Emma Lancaster
Yes, You.
I'm mad at you. Yes, you. You know who you are. I'm mad because you showed me everything that I could possibly ever want in a man and then you left. You had a good reason for leaving. I can't deny that. I'm mad, though. I'm left looking for someone exactly like you. We both know that there isn't anyone quite like you though, is there? Yes, you. You know who you are. -Emma Lancaster
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