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You asked me what I was thinking about.

I told you

"A lot of things."

I asked you

"Why do you ask?"

You did not respond.

I am thinking about a lot of things.

I am thinking about risks

I am thinking about broken hearts

I am thinking about how people break hearts when they don't take risks.

I am thinking about how someone can fall in love with someone else and that someone else can fall in love with that someone, and that someone can entangle that someone else in their web.

And that someone will realize that it is dangerous, and they will believe whole heartedly that they are digging their own coffin.

And that someone will refuse to take the risk, refuse to let themselves be close to that someone else, and break the other's heart.

And that someone realizes, too late, that in this path they've truly dug their grave and lied down in it.

So what I never told you is that I was thinking about you.

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