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at 2 am,
i feel tired and self-aware
i lie on my bed and i stare at my ceiling
i am thinking about you and me and
how much i love myself

i like that i can hold my arms out and have the gap between my hands not be large enough to answer the question, "how much do you love me"
im a huge ******* sap
I’m my own assassin.
Whether it’s rereading texts that I know destroy me, or purposely looking through social media that I know will negatively affect me.
I don’t know why I enjoy making myself suffer.
Your words don't stop running
Across the infinite sky

They fill me with doubt
And certainty
Echoing your smile

Your eyes
Are a reflection of the stars
Looking away when the sky
Is empty of the moon

Won't you have me
Shattered
At your feet
Hypnotized by your voice
And your silence

I hear your heart beat
Sometimes
When I'm awake at night
And you are still asleep

Silent
Like a thunderstorm
You like me now.
Or so it seems.
But one day,
I'll do something
to mess it up.
And you'll be gone.
I don't want to be alone.
I can't seem to sleep alone
due to these nightmares that haunt me.
Ones only you can take away.
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