bj

June 27, 2016

i dont know you

to the others

i see you everything remains unbothered except for my thoughts

my heart

my soul

my no longer settled stomach

you need space

and I need you to be ok

make me crazy

by being nothing

when i thought it was

now its over

and it is everything

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