I miss you.
I know I never met you but I saw you and I’ve missed you every day since
I’ve missed you. Am I allowed to miss you am I allowed to see you
No of course not what a stupid question a stupid question I’m sorry.
I ask stupid questions.
I still miss you.
I know you can find someone better than me, I know you don’t want me because of the entire alphabet
I know I never got a chance I didn’t deserve.
I see only the veil, pulled over everything I wish I had a sharp object to cut through it like something that would reach you other than words said thousands of times a day by thousands of girls much prettier and more than me.
But what would happen? I’m not worth it, I knew that much that’s why I’m wrong. I could never be meant for you you deserve so much better than me.
I still miss you. I still know where you are but isn’t that just obviously you’re in the same general fucking direction.
The music is tearing me apart I feel like everything is my fault again I still don’t know what I did.
I wish I could tell you and have you believe me.
I love you.
What a stupid thing to say.
It hurts like I’m being cut from the inside.
I think it’s karma.
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