it's hard enough getting over you when i see you almost everyday, but now it's thousands of times harder seeing you, with her. everywhere i turn; there you are. walking to fill up my drink bottle, there you are; standing at the water fountain. making my way through the mob of students, there you are; walking hand in hand, with her. driving to work, there you are; driving on the opposite side of the road. even when you aren't in my vision, you are still there; when i make a glass of raro, when i brush my teeth, when i hear certain songs, when i put on your favourite dress, when i watch family guy, when i chop wood, when i eat m & m's, when i see the ocean, when i sleep with my minc blanket, when glimpse down at your bracelet, which unlike you; i have kept my promise, i will never take it off. even when i leave my leave my hair curly, i see you. i'm so sick of this, it would be so much simpler if we didn't go to the same school. oh well, i guess i'm going to have to get used to this. even though i really, really, really, really don't want to.
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