depreciation they claim

Did you know...?

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I've got this talent. It only shows up when I'm head over heels for someone, or about some thing.

It's being reduced to a puddle of insecurity in need of constant validation and throwing my "bad bitch" facade out the window and being paranoid as fuck that something is wrong, with us.
With me.

It's so frustrating to be so into somebody. In love or not, you just really really are set in making it work.
It's hard for me to talk about because it's just a feeling, I can't really explain what it feels like. It's just frustration and sadness and confusion and paranoia, a lot of paranoia.

I know I'm being ignored. I can see you read my messages.

Did I say something?
Did I do something?
Is the distance too much?
Am I too much?
Am I not enough?
Do you know you're enough?
Do you know you're more than enough?
Do you know these past 10 weeks have made me so incredibly happy?
Do you know meeting you has made me consider traveling the country just to see you?
Do you know every time you say you "luh" or "luv" me I wish you'd just say "love" already?
Do you know I think about you so much?

Because if you only knew-