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I never said I wouldn't what could a quick glance hurt But now I wish I had said anything the right thing. Reminders of you don’t hurt like they used to like I thought they would. That's a good sign I think. Maybe it's the pool of desensitization I’m doing some eternal doggie paddle in- just trying to keep my head up Gasping for air like the human I am, so focused on keeping my lungs happy working content that I don’t notice the hypothermia setting in. I barely notice that I can't feel my fingers and haven't felt my toes since I left them at your house realized too late and was too scared to ask for them back after everything. I'm much too busy not drowning to notice my body deadening, every moment the emotional coastguard spends dunking doughnuts in hot steaming coffee, exclaiming about celebrity scandals, and internally groaning as That One Guy pulls out the 1,344th picture of his baby, who is officially 4382 hours old, and letting their minds drift to what they plan to do this weekend to even think of thinking Anything about you. At least that's what I tell myself to keep my head above water.