okay so its been a while and
                              he's in treatment
                              in malibu
                              for a fucking month
                              and god i miss him so much its like something squeezing on my chest and i miss him i miss him i miss
                              him
                              
                              not her
                              i dont miss her at all
                              I want him
                              I don't want her. 
                              it doesn't work, you know
                              dating someone to distract yourself
                              its not fair to her
                              
                              it's inevitable and it's very real because I know when he get's back hugging him will feel right
                              i will feel right.
                              And he's what I think about before bed, he's what i fall asleep to. He's the one who i constantly look at videos of just to remind myself he's real and he's him. 
                              he's him.
                              him.
                              i want him.
                              i love him.
                              i miss him.
                              
                              and I have her.
                                      
                                          
                                   
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I don't know what I'm talking about
RandomA balance between wild thoughts and maybe some poetic shit
 
                                               
                                                  