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some days are harder than others. today has been bad. you walked in and I felt like a rock had been dumped onto my chest.
I wish you cared about me. But I'm not a priority to you, I'm a side friend. I feel so lonely, so heavy. I see a thousand people everyday and still feel lonely because I couldn't find you in the crowd. I wish for you to make me happy again, because my heart really hurts.
YOU ARE READING
words to you, my muse
Romanceyou said you liked my writing. so here's a journal full of it. ================================ read with an open mind. all words/entries are written by me unless stated otherwise.
