Little Things.

I see you in the little voids I will never be able to fill.
Everything screams
you were wrong
but so was I
and I want so badly to forget who we were and forget that clocks exist.

I feel you in between the moments of resting and waking
but there are things I will never tell you
and I am alright
and I’m sure you are too,
but there are moments when I wish the impossible.

Sometimes I can think about you without breaking
But today is not one of those days
and it hurts,
it hurts.
it hurts

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