I have decided. I can’t live without you.
I can’t.
I can’t bear not been able to be near you, with you.
I can’t.
I can’t. I can’t. No. I can’t. I’m mad.
My heart is bleeding, and it’s bad.
I live through you, for you.
You know that.
But I guess that’s not enough to be with you.
And I can’t.
Mushroom musings
1 year ago

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