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Oct 2015
I'm sorry
Has become more of a social habit
Than an actual gesture.
It's a half assed apology.
I pushed so much of myself away
That I felt immense sadness,
When I look at you today.
I don't want it to be this way.
"You're okay"
It's not.
I think a lot.
It's my only way out of this nightmare
Of thinking I'm not good enough.
When in honesty it doesn't matter.
It's just a thought.
I like to think that I love you
But if I ever said the words out loud
You wouldn't believe me.
We used to talk about anything
Now I only say
I'm sorry.
Wesley Dotson
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Wesley Dotson  21/M/United States
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