I still think of you uselessly

I still think of you pointlessly I think of you and think

How pointless

I think of thinking of you

This has nothing to do with you

What are you doing here?

I slip and trip and fall down this decline into nothingness

Slowly making my own way down

Down down

I think of you

And it starts

It doesn’t come quiet

It comes screaming in

Him

Why?

I’m wasting so much time

He doesn’t care

There’s no point to this

He won’t be there

He’s taken

He wouldn’t be here if he wasn’t

There’s something wrong with me to think this way

How could I think this way

Down, do you see me falling down?

Tripping down?

Slipping slowly

I think of you

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