I don't have much to say to you.
You've left me no choice.
Our conversations have meant nothing.
Our exchanges have shared even less.
I don't know what you want from me.
You've taken everything I had.
My gifts have meant nothing.
My sacrifices even less.
I want to tell you everything.
I don't know how.
It's not like you'll understand any of it.
I want to give you everything.
I don't know how.
It's not like I haven't done so already.
Sunday, February 4, 2018
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Day 120.
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Like it. Speaks to how hard it can be to just connect in a way that seems so easy to do.
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