I miss you.
I can't help but feel terribly childish about my underlying emotions. I'm living everyday in a silly, pretend fantasy that has a .00001% chance of ending happily ever after. Someday, I'm going to look back at all of this and laugh about how naive I'm being.
So even though I KNOW I'm being extremely foolish, why do I still keep trying to hold on?
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