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Here i'm, freeze looking at my cellphone screen. Reading each word that you wrote, Hearing my heart falling in pieces, Trying to keep my mind in calm before someone notice That i'm getting crazy. Take a deep breathe, count 1,2,3, 1,2,3, 1,2,3, 1,2... Stop, is just another human in the world, I repeat that words to myself around 100 times But of course even making this calming process I can't hide my anxiety every time that you send me A message after a long period without talking. It's always the same thing, the same game, the same words "I miss you", "i love you", " i've been thinking about you" I don't wanna trust that words anymore but a part of my heart and a part of my emotional disorder tells me that you still in love with me in a deeper part Of you cold heart, that you feel something strong for me, something real... But the other part of my heart and my awareness shout me that they had enough Of this game, that they're hurt and that they're tired because this is the 5th year that This game happens again, that you play with me again and i really don't wanna play this anymore.
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Sep 2, 2015
Sep 2, 2015 at 1:01 AM UTC
ANOTHER HUMAN
Here i'm, freeze looking at my cellphone screen. Reading each word that you wrote, Hearing my heart falling in pieces, Trying to keep my mind in calm before someone notice That i'm getting crazy. Take a deep breathe, count 1,2,3, 1,2,3, 1,2,3, 1,2... Stop, is just another human in the world, I repeat that words to myself around 100 times But of course even making this calming process I can't hide my anxiety every time that you send me A message after a long period without talking. It's always the same thing, the same game, the same words "I miss you", "i love you", " i've been thinking about you" I don't wanna trust that words anymore but a part of my heart and a part of my emotional disorder tells me that you still in love with me in a deeper part Of you cold heart, that you feel something strong for me, something real... But the other part of my heart and my awareness shout me that they had enough Of this game, that they're hurt and that they're tired because this is the 5th year that This game happens again, that you play with me again and i really don't wanna play this anymore.
#imissu #ineedu #iloveu #imtired
fernanda-moncada
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Wornderland
Sep 2, 2015
Sep 2, 2015 at 1:01 AM UTC
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