maybe it's not because i'm scared of him doing something to himself because of me anymore, but maybe i'm scared of being without him? or having to go through a day without him? or having to go to his funeral, because believe me i've had that thought too many times. i've been doing it for the past week, i don't know how i've held myself together for so long. (i don't, i just come home and collapse.)
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