Those glossed pages are full of lies, though not intentional ones. I read back to remember what it felt like, who you were.
Maybe what you wrote is a little smeared and hard to read, but it's there. I know it's there and you know it's there. And we both know that we're scared. And we're both a little too comfortable without each other, but not quite happy with that fact.
It's like a chess game.
Who's the most willing to make the next move?
Maybe what you wrote is a little smeared and hard to read, but it's there. I know it's there and you know it's there. And we both know that we're scared. And we're both a little too comfortable without each other, but not quite happy with that fact.
It's like a chess game.
Who's the most willing to make the next move?
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