Stay Away Or Pull Me Closer
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It's hard to say the things we mean. In general really. It's hard finding yourself when you're young. Loking back it's much easier figuring out who someone else is then actually thinking about who you are. When I was younger I met girl. Quinn. She terrified me not because she was scary or because she had a problem, she had a few of them but because I changed and I become someone I didn't recognize.
I had to put it on paper. I have to remember. When you're young and you don't know who you are it feels like time can last forever. I can close my eyes and think of it all now and it doesn't feel like years ago. It feels like she is standing right here infront of me. Looking at me like she knows me better than I know myself. Making me feels things I never have.
Write it on paper. Remember why you can't go back. Why you shouldn't. Remember what you have to lose. Perhaps that would be enough to make your heart stop aching for her. Or maybe it'll never be done.
Remember and then forget. For good. Right?
-Abbie
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