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I need you.

     To tell me I'm strong, that I can be responsible enough, that I can breathe when I can't, that I shouldn't think.
Because I don't know how much more I can take of this.

I want you.

     To make me feel less numb, make me imagine that the sounds of screaming are just thunder and lightning and the broken glass are just chimes twinkling in the air.

I love you.

     And you knew that I did, I knew that you did when you listened to me, when you gave me advice, when you followed along with all of my wishes, when you gave me gifts, when you told me.

I miss you.

     And I didn't even get the chance to say a proper farewell, and I'm selfish for wishing you were here, but I know you needed to leave me, to leave this.


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