When did I stop being your safety net?
Was it me that made my arms seem more like a haunted house than a home?
Why is it that everything is dead?
Why do I feel as if you could breath easier without my words?
You dont laugh at me anymore.
You have found comfort in venting to others.
Don't mistake this as my anger, for it is not.
It isnt even a sadness of the night.
For me, it is the curiosity of when you're eyes stopped lighting up for me.
When I became just your friend in more than just the reality,
But in your mind.
That is what I truly wonder.
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Dear Everyone
RandomAlright people, this book doesn't really have a purpose, I just realized I have a lot to say to a lot of people, and I'm too afraid to say it directly. I won't put anyone on blast, but i have no idea how triggering this may be so if you're easily tr...
