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It’s been over 24 hours since I heard a ping from him— Or at least that’s what my mind tells me. I know he works a lot. But it’s been weeks since we really seen each other. Does he care? He calls me babe. He sends me cat memes. He says he misses me. Did I mess something up? I text. An hour goes by. My mind whispers: This is all a waste. I almost end it. But I don’t want to. I want to see him again— Kiss him, Hug him, Talk to him. Tell him the things he needs to know. About me. Ping. It stops. I’m not overthinking anymore.
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Jul 19, 2025
Jul 19, 2025 at 10:36 PM UTC
Overthinking
It’s been over 24 hours since I heard a ping from him— Or at least that’s what my mind tells me. I know he works a lot. But it’s been weeks since we really seen each other. Does he care? He calls me babe. He sends me cat memes. He says he misses me. Did I mess something up? I text. An hour goes by. My mind whispers: This is all a waste. I almost end it. But I don’t want to. I want to see him again— Kiss him, Hug him, Talk to him. Tell him the things he needs to know. About me. Ping. It stops. I’m not overthinking anymore.
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Jul 19, 2025
Jul 19, 2025 at 10:36 PM UTC
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