I don’t want to see Jeff.
I don’t want to even think about what if we had a good time if we hung out
I don’t want to see his face,
Or hear his voice, touch his hand, don’t want to remember his scent
I’m too scared that I will have feelings for him, again, still, or anything at all
I just want it to go away
I wish things were that simple
Even if it could
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