I miss the girl that I used to be; like her eyes that spoke of innocence and her mind that was full of wonder.
But of all things, I miss her heart the most. The heart that loved ferociously without a hint of fear. A heart that loved so greatly the universe could burst in tears.
How pure and unblemished. Carrying a heart that was pure love to the fullest sense.
How I wish I could love that way again.
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