Once, I was a boy who met a boy...
I fell in love.
Perfect bliss.
Shared dreams.
My love grew deeper as the boy's love faded.
The boy's distant gazes went unnnoticed.
I didn't see.
I couldn't see.
The boy woke up one morning, looked at me and said, "Not anymore."
I left.
Everything kind of got fucked up for me after that.

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I wish I knew why it hurts so much.

Why am I so jealous?
Why am I so insecure?
Why can't I breathe?

Why do I imagine him, happy with someone far better than me?

I wish I could turn me off.

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Ok so... Silver Linings are hard to find. Hell, I haven't found this one yet. At least I'm still Me and I am loved by those whose love means the most to me.

To my great friend who's just squishy enough. Thanks for being you and I'm so happy to know you, as always.

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