It's been a month.... He probably doesn't care anymore... He just doesn't understand how happy he makes me... And how I wait all day for that stupid little "hello" text.... He makes me feel like someone cares.... He makes me feel like I'm worth something like I'm special.... But in reality he probably doesn't care one bit... he's seen me cry ... his face went from happy to sad... we tell each other our secrets,dreams, we imagine things that we will do together but will never happen... It's been a month and he probably doesn't know....
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PoetryIdk this is a book about my thoughts im not putting any names in this book so yeah ...