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Dec 2018
The truth is, I want to talk to you
The truth is, I look forward to your text
The truth is, when you do it consumes me

I go crazy
Thoughts of you fill my mind

The truth is, I miss talking to you
The truth is, I want to see you again

I hide this
Deny this
Avoid confronting this

The truth is, when you text me
…..it ruins my night

Do you know?
Do you feel the same?

Will I ever know?
Will it ever matter?

The truth is, I need to think you text me when you’re bored
The truth is, I need to think you have no feelings towards me
The truth is, I need to think you couldn’t care less

The truth is, I really hope none of these are true…

The truth is, I want you to text me
The truth is, I want to see you
The truth is, I miss you

The truth is, when you text me,
…..it ruins my night.
19 Nov 2016
Written by
C  M
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       ---, Perry and imperfectstranger
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