I will write my way out of suffering. No pretty words. Im drowning. I need you. And its the worst feeling in the world to need someone who can simply forget about you. Go ahead and sleep with them. fall asleep in someones arms. jump into a relationship. Forget about me, I’ll sit here and remember you. Remember everything. and ill try not to wonder who your staring at or who is watching you whisper. I’d rather not have your attention at all instead of begging for it. It makes me sick, I make me sick. This isnt me. I dont ask for anyones time. I don’t chase anyone. You’re always going to be on my mind, no matter how much i self medicate. You swim in alcohol and float through my highs. Tell me what the fuck is going on. Tell me who I am and that i don’t deserve to have these thoughts about you. Tell me that my time is being wasted. Tell me I’m pathetic and how unrealistic I’m being. But all these years and you havent lifted a hour from my broken head. I don’t know what its like to not ache for you. I don’t know what consumes my mind when you’re unknown. I’ve known little but this and you and me and us. Tell me to stop or show me that its okay.

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