You knew from the begginging all I had to offer you was what was left of me from previous friendships.
...I'm sorry that wasn't enough.
I keep having nightmares that I'm back in the end of the summer. I keep having flashbacks of pages of The five people you meet in heaven and the smell of a now distant ocean.
This state of emotion i'm in will eat you
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