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from miles away i can see you erasing me. you might not feel it, but i do. i know you are. it always goes this way. from miles away i can see you erasing me, and i want to shout at you, to tell you to stop, but i have always been quiet in the moments when it would matter most to be loud. i wish i could go long without love. i will never ask for a second chance because you would then ask when you ever gave me a first one. because you would break me down. so erase me. this is burning bridges still being built; this is the familiar taste. i wish i could go long without love. i wish it could have been different. are you content watching the flames? this is being sorry. this is not knowing what to say. i never know what to say. i wish i could go long without love but i can't. from miles away i can see you erasing me. i am sorry that my desires never manifest themselves into something beautiful. i wish i could                     love. i         long. from miles away i can see you erasing me, so erase. perhaps it will be better for the both of us. (a.m.)
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Jun 21, 2016
Jun 21, 2016 at 2:49 AM UTC
it always goes this way, but i wish it didn't
from miles away i can see you erasing me. you might not feel it, but i do. i know you are. it always goes this way. from miles away i can see you erasing me, and i want to shout at you, to tell you to stop, but i have always been quiet in the moments when it would matter most to be loud. i wish i could go long without love. i will never ask for a second chance because you would then ask when you ever gave me a first one. because you would break me down. so erase me. this is burning bridges still being built; this is the familiar taste. i wish i could go long without love. i wish it could have been different. are you content watching the flames? this is being sorry. this is not knowing what to say. i never know what to say. i wish i could go long without love but i can't. from miles away i can see you erasing me. i am sorry that my desires never manifest themselves into something beautiful. i wish i could                     love. i         long. from miles away i can see you erasing me, so erase. perhaps it will be better for the both of us. (a.m.)
i don't really know if i like how this came out. but oh well. june 21, 2016.
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Jun 21, 2016
Jun 21, 2016 at 2:49 AM UTC
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