He's the one thing that can calm me down.
The only thing that can make me stop crying.
The one thing to hold me back from throwing a tantrum.
He's my one thing.
My only.
But yet, here I am.
Lying in my bed sulking, alone.
Without him.
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2AM Thoughts
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