RC Rob Crowe

I am broken. I am the guy that everybody knows.. The guy who always destroys the things he loves... I don't want to be that guy anymore! ! I wan't to be me. The guy who holds on for dear life, because life is love, and love is life. Everybody has a calling in their life, some to be a doctor, others to be soldiers, and some to be peacemakers... My calling was to love her, i never knew love before.. so it was new to me completely.. I mean I knew love, but not this love, it was so strong and powerful that I became afraid and insecure. But I finally found where i belonged, truly belonged. And now she is gone, and I am a square peg trying to fit in a round hole. Nothing is the same, nothing tastes the same. I am 30 years old and have been around the block and back, and nothing has ever felt so perfect, so complete as it did when i would look at her everytime.


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