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I wish I could tell you exactly how I felt in that exact moment The sinking feeling The idea I wasn’t enough. I’m so sorry I couldn’t be enough for you in that moment But I’m here I’m craving you Your voice Your smile Your mind. It’s not fair that I’m so far from you. I wish I was closer and maybe Things would be different Maybe I’m overthinking everything Maybe I’m too broken for you, But you are the only One who seems to understand To understand my thoughts My emotions My stance on this world. I miss the time you would pick up The phone on the second ring Now it feels like an eternity Listening to your voicemail I do wish I was stronger More confident I wish I had gone to see you I’m sorry I wasn’t enough in that moment Please try to understand that I need you To be patient with me. I’m broken Beaten Alone. But you don’t make me feel alone. You made me feel loved Except for the night I sat on my bathroom floor shaking While I listened to Your voice when my Call went straight to voicemail. r.h. (Patient)
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May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 9:21 PM UTC
shaking in the shower
I wish I could tell you exactly how I felt in that exact moment The sinking feeling The idea I wasn’t enough. I’m so sorry I couldn’t be enough for you in that moment But I’m here I’m craving you Your voice Your smile Your mind. It’s not fair that I’m so far from you. I wish I was closer and maybe Things would be different Maybe I’m overthinking everything Maybe I’m too broken for you, But you are the only One who seems to understand To understand my thoughts My emotions My stance on this world. I miss the time you would pick up The phone on the second ring Now it feels like an eternity Listening to your voicemail I do wish I was stronger More confident I wish I had gone to see you I’m sorry I wasn’t enough in that moment Please try to understand that I need you To be patient with me. I’m broken Beaten Alone. But you don’t make me feel alone. You made me feel loved Except for the night I sat on my bathroom floor shaking While I listened to Your voice when my Call went straight to voicemail. r.h. (Patient)
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rylie-hawley
F/Plymouth MA
May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 9:21 PM UTC
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