How can I sit here, alone, and be okay? Somehow, it feels like I don't need you. But when you're with me, you're all that I can see, and yet - I don't need you. I can swear, up and down and left and right and into my very dreams - I don't need you. I can laugh and smile and cry by myself - I don't need you. I can be so dependent on everyone but you
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