once upon a time…

a love story without a happy ending.

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once upon a time, there was a boy who held my heart like it was the glass slipper of cinderella. he knew that it was often left behind, so he kept an eye on it for me. he never told me he loved me, and i neither know if he even did nor stayed with him long enough to find out. i thought about it over and over and over before i chose to end our fairytale. the truth of the matter is that you might…

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