i don't think i could bear to hear from you again.
to hear your voice, to see your words, to second guess what you'll say next.i don't think i can talk about you anymore, at least not for awhile.
my family has heard it all and my friends eye roll at the wall.i've started to ache whenever i say your name, and sometimes when i say it in the darkness of my room, i can see a cloud of cold. you disappeared right in front of me, evaporated.
with all that's going on, i start to wonder was it really me who did all wrong?i don't think i can even think about you anymore.
my eyes either stay dry or they mist up at the thought of all the things we used to say.i wonder if there's a day where i'll smile and say your name. a day where i'll see your face and feel okay. a day where i won't wonder what you are doing every single moment of your life. i hope there's a day where you're fine and you stay off my mind.
a/n:
i never thought things would go this way.
i always thought that i made you happy and now i've realized that i don't, and maybe that's fine. it just means i've realized that i'm not as important as i wished i was.
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