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Feb 2013
I’m not positive, but I’m pretty sure I mean absolutely nothing to you
You probably never think about me,
and seeing my name doesn’t make you wince
I’m almost certain you don’t stay awake at night
staring at the ceiling because all you can think about
is “why did I let it happen?” and
“why am I actually still thinking about this?”
It’s possible, but I really don’t think making eye contact with me hurts you
You don’t think “maybe she’ll apologize, maybe she’ll realize” Probably.
Maybe you see my name on Facebook  
with that green little dot next to it, and you want to message me
Maybe you want to talk to me
But that’s doubtful because if you wanted to, you would
And yet, I’m not the one that ****** up. You are.
Written by
Emily Alexis
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