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We only know how to scream at each other. We don't know what it means to love someone because we both were scared. We were scared to be the weak one. We were scared to get heart broken.

Everyday I am sitting in front of my phone. Reading the things I pretend to feel, that you pretend to feel. Nothing in our world was real we lied everyday to ourselves. We where cowards. Love is a game and we are the losers.

You know how much I actually miss you? Your cold side you show when you are mad but you still try to be nice to me because you would never make me sad, right? Why did no one told me how much it hurts to be a failure in love. How it feels to be heart broken. I just want you to pretend like you always did because this whole thing made me happy. You made me happy. Please come back.

I'm running away from you but still want to be near you. I am crazy right? I just want you to put your arms around me and comfort me even if you feel so sick. You pretend everything was fine. You pretend to not having any pains but I could feel your heart I could feel your trembling. You were always sad or angry and I didn't notice it. I was your problem but still. I miss you more and more. I miss your hugs, I miss your soft kisses in the mornings. I miss everything about you.

Please come back.

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June 25th,2018

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