I tell people I'm okay. They know I'm not. But they understand that I don't want to talk.
I'm not blaming you for anything.
Its okay that you can't take me home.
I'm still in love with you.
It hurts.
Everything hurts.
I can't go to you anymore.
I need a hug from you.
I can't do that anymore.
I don't know anymore.
Help.
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Everything In Sight
PoesiaThese are just little writings of my life and how I feel. Most of it will probably be depressing due to there being a lot going on. Thank you.