My own

After all this year of doubting her love for him she finally  figured it out, how deep her love was after they parted ways. She seeing him in the hands of another, all their memories  flashing back hitting her so hard that she became love sick. Curled in the floor with no one to pick her up. Non noticed her agony. She became a dying soul. Everyday she reassuring her soul  “just one more night, you will make it!”

W.N

Calum Scott – Dancing On My Owndanc

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