i'm not going to lie, i miss you all the time. when i don't know where you are, i am still worried you're in trouble. i want to wake up to text messages from you saying how beautiful i am. i want to talk to you, god how i just want to talk to you. not even about what's been going on, but just the most random shit like we do. you've tried to, but i just can't pretend nothing's happened as i usually would. i have to hold myself back from just running up to you and hugging you for minutes whenever i see you. i really just want to punch everyone in the face that keeps asking me if i'm okay, because guess what? i'm not.
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