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She walks lightly upon the earth. 

you can tell because,

The marks she leaves are less often scars.

She fell hard for him, 

Just like you fall asleep.

Slowly, then all at once.

She feels the pain of loosing him, 

because thats the thing about pain, 

it demands to be felt.

It hurts, because it mattered. 

He was in love with her,

He was not afraid to say it.

He didn’t get the privilege, 

to get his heart broken by her. 

His metaphor became reality.