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" life's a tangled web of cellphone calls and hashtag 'i dont know' " » or the way he texts her when he can't find the urge to sleep.

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by briteens

by briteens

to: emma

i don't know why

i send you these

foolish texts

(i realised that

i am a fool

for you).

i feel that

you should know

how i really feel.

i didn't see you today

again.

it's the third time this week.

where have you been emma?

why won't you reply to my texts?

all i know is

that i miss you

and your soft hair

and your warm smile

that hasn't been so warm

or so frequent lately;

and you begged me to

give you some space

but you know i can't

stay away from you,

emma.

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