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I hate being in love.

I mean what the hell, man?

What am I supposed to do with this?

My heart is open.

My mind unstable.

It’s hard to think about her.

It’s harder to think without her.


The whole thing drives me mad.

How am I supposed to live like that?


I long for her touch.

I long to hear her voice.

I’m forever without her.

Time and distance too much.


My hope is slipping.

I feel like I’m sinking.

Away from my chance.

What the hell was I thinking?