Because being around you is like walking through the cold foggy night barefoot, searching for warmth searching for anything anyone who will give a shit that your walking in the cold barefoot, crying because no one can find you in the fog, dropping to your knees because the sad truth is they wont even bother to look, and giving up because nothing seems to get rid of the harsh numb feeling.
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&& i often ponder as to whether or not
you'll even glance when i leave.
but then my forgetful mind remembers
when you swore you wouldnt.
:/
sigh
xoxo
bird
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