“When he steals your innocence and decides to leave you for the
high-breasted cheerleader the following week, do not chase after him.
do not kiss him with a plea under your tongue. do not tell him you
love him with an ocean of apologies behind your eyelids. suns will rise without him and you won’t smile today, or the day after, or the one after that, but you will meet a man who traces constellations over your stretch marks and kisses the loneliness from your collarbone.”
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