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Nov 18, 2010 12:15

four o'clock in the morning on the floor with his head in my lap.
he's leaving.
she's crazy.
he still loves her.
she's traveling abroad.
she's a suicide risk.
he's scared for what might happen.

my heart breaks.

but there's nowhere i'd rather be.

two hours of sleep but worth it.
my arabic grade might not think so, though.
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