I hate waking up in the morning. It gives me the opportunity to remember and establish the things I don't want to, like the fact you aren't mine anymore, for one. And that I begin work in two hours for another.
Although I feel so alone and hurt and betrayed, it doesn't matter at all when I'm with you. It's like nothing ever happened. I can even now swallow down the fact you don't feel the same.
Maybe because I'm holding fast to hope.
Mostly because I still have you in my life.
And I know you need me, somehow. :3
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