The mention of his name is a slippery slope.
All I do is spiral into a thinking frenzy.
Him. Him. Him.
I can't get past it, I can't comprehend.
It's been a month since I last drunk texted / called him.
It was going perfectly fine until his name was brought up.
Now I can't stop thinking, contemplating, reflecting.
More than finding out what happened,
I want
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