Posted by Anonymous on 2013/02/27 under Uncategorized I remember laying on his chest before falling to sleep. His heartbeat was so strong it felt like my head was moving with each beat. It was my own personal lullaby. It was stolen from me and now all I do is reminisce. I am so desperate to get my heart back.
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