Pretending

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the thought of you is bittersweet.
sometimes the thought of you
leaves me in a state of euphoria.
but sometimes, just the thought of you
makes me feel like i can't breathe,
just the thought of you breaks me
down until i can no longer pretend
to be okay.

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we haven't talked all day and i miss you

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