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i need you 7:54 a.m. My dearest, Sometimes I feel like I disgust you, like you look at me and you can't stand being with me. Everytime I kiss you, I know you're looking away. Every hug is forced, every embrace is cringed through... When did you stop loving me so much? When did you stop arguing that you love me more? When did I start to repulse you so much? I love you, thank you for being there with me and comforting me and putting up with my crap. ...Just don't leave. |
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