there's one person who still reads this, when they should have no reason to.
There's one person who's always been here for me
And one perso who will always care.
One person who really understands my feelings and won't criticize me for them.
Because their brain is just as upside down as mine is.
Because their arms are just as cross-hatched as mine are.
Because their stomach has been flipped inside out just like mine is.
Because they're someone who will hold my hand through this hard time and squeeze it as they say
"We'll make it out."
And it's a pain in the ass that I have to have feelings for multiple people. Especially this one.
Because feeling my hand through your hair, or looking at those emerald blue eyes is like being back with an old friend.
A friend you had to lose because you took what you could get. And what you got was 5 months of happiness and sheer joy followed by five months of physical tiredness from depression, nagging on by friends saying "get over her already."
I just hope I can stop breaking people and pulling them under with me.
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