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i hate being the one you can no longer run to hold me tight and grasp me firmly such warmth felt so exciting i hate being the one you can no longer talk to your jaw aching and tongue going numb your voice was so surreal i hate being the one you can no longer cry to pour your feelings out to me with deep trust i miss being your aid for anything and everything i hate being the one you can no longer have hope in every obstacle was just a piece of cake i guess you didn't need me after all i hate being the one you no longer wish to love every since that fateful, haunting sunday afternoon the everything in me expired.
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Sep 17, 2025
Sep 17, 2025 at 7:47 PM UTC
i hate being the one
i hate being the one you can no longer run to hold me tight and grasp me firmly such warmth felt so exciting i hate being the one you can no longer talk to your jaw aching and tongue going numb your voice was so surreal i hate being the one you can no longer cry to pour your feelings out to me with deep trust i miss being your aid for anything and everything i hate being the one you can no longer have hope in every obstacle was just a piece of cake i guess you didn't need me after all i hate being the one you no longer wish to love every since that fateful, haunting sunday afternoon the everything in me expired.
i think i'm moving on, but i'm scared.
charliesvows
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15/F/United States
Sep 17, 2025
Sep 17, 2025 at 7:47 PM UTC
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