3.59am
4.04am.
I wish you places,
that sit so still.
Where people never ever change.
Never ever will.
I wish I could hold you,
and make you understand.
I wish I could be there.
But I can't.
___ Marc Broussard.
4.08am.
I'm thinking of you.
Do you know that?
(:
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4.43am.
I've been alone for exactly 24 minutes.
The loneliness is terrifying.
It's too quiet, too quiet.
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