It's j#st another love letter. Tho#sands, H#ndreds, MILLIONS Exactly like it.
I missed ###r text. Sorry. I promise, The anxiety of realizing MORE Than makes #p for it.
### told me to chill. That b#rned a little. ### know that my ANXIETY Is bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad B a D.
I'm sorry for making ### Worry. Worryworryworryworryworry All the letters BL#RRING With my tears.
We all want to be Special. I'm not special. Not to ###. Not to my best friend, who ###'re dating. Not to my other best friend, ###. NOBODY. That's why ### aren't in this poem.
This isn't very good and doesn't make sense #nless ## think a little, b#t it feels right to me. How abo#t ###?