sixty two miles and i get in my head the entire time. processing everything, thinking about everyone, the things i should of said, moments i should of known this wasn’t fair to me. i know you struggle with the same feeling. i miss the way things used to be, i miss you. i hope you get home and are able to find comfort there. i hope everything gets better for you. nothing but the best.


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