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Jun 2016
Don't text him, don't cave.
You've made him believe you're gone, don't prove yourself wrong.
Don't prove that you can't handle being away from him.
I caved...
I am weak.
I am pushed, pushed, pushed away... and I keep coming back.
Broadsky
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