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thoughts of march

"i need you more than you'll ever need me,"

is something i find myself saying more than i should, more than i could care to admit that it's true and here i am, i'm holding onto the threads of your worn out t-shirt and i can't help but think

"who can make it to the finish line, who can take everything from me first?"

which i wish i could flush out from my mind, the thought that it would be better if i just end it before it starts, or end it right here, right now while we're both feeling down, that there isn't a single reason for me to have anything even worth taking

"i'm mourning you even before i leave."

it's funny, isn't it? the way you put your hand near me but pull back when i touch you, almost as if you were thinking of someone else or something else, maybe nothing in particular but distance baby, distance, can live in between us when we're touching and also when we're miles and miles away from each other

"you're just upset that you're replaceable."

i tell myself that, that maybe my problem is that i think i'm so easy to throw away, or i'm so simply forgotten that one person just slowly takes my place, it's almost as if i was nothing at all. everyone's replaceable, yes that's true, but i can't say that i haven't thought about you ever since i met him

a/n: damn it's been awhile, it feels good to write