are you happy where you're standing still?
do you really want the sugar pill?
not seeing you again just churns me up inside. not being able to have any of these imagined conversations with you. I wish we could be the friends I thought we were, or should have been.
it's probably not cool that I'm still doing this. but I know what I miss. as alone and lonely and in my head as I am, I know this has nothing to do with wanting you back, and everything to do with having no other choice.
I'm gonna keep all of this here, and hope that's enough.
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