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she’s there,
hands trembling on the screen,
heart heavier with each second.

no reply, no sign, no sound...
just the weight of waiting,
the ache of being unseen
by the one she’s already given
so much of herself to.
how i imagine a 3rd party seeing me an my crushes situation rn.

— The End —