And it's that feeling of relief. That certain day when you get passed it all. When I walk passed you in the hall, it doesn't hurt so bad. And when I see you talking to everyone but me, I don't feel so bad. It was inevitable that this day would come. And although people would give me a sense of hope, I just got sick of believing it all. The false
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