I can't focus, because you're haunting my mind, my heart hurts, and my eyes are tired. My hair is messy, my hands shaky, and my insecurities at the majority. All the time I find myself thinking about you instead of concentrating on school. I find myself putting your feelings before my own. I keep my mouth shut as to not upset you, and I keep my distance to forget.
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Short and Sweet
Short StoryShort and Sweet, Just Like You, That's How I'll Write These.
