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after vanity's heart was broken by humility. we all sort of drifted apart with reasoning. malice teamed up with revenge to produce pain, but they are all synonyms so their agenda was lost. nostalgia and the past couldn't bare rememberence so they both smothered themselves in the future. the past and present felt remorse for heartache but salvage was no use. ignorance refused to pay heed to her heart being captive to another's callus and unthought out reactions. so there they sit, hand in hand. her bones are frail from past battles and these wounds are just now healed. there he sits. with no intentions. but his resume does not lie. he's won fights before. he's left his mark. this open heart she leaves unshielded is begging to be took. You can love, you can hate, you can destroy this forgotten organ. But when you're done and wanting more dramatic endings. She won't satisfy your routine of past affairs. It's so easy to forget. I don't get why everyone claims it is the hardest thing to do. It'll be the lack of regret that gets me everytime.