Dandelion
I won't pick up the picture you made for me. I'm scared I'll look at it and it'll be ruined. And I won't talk to you, either. I know someone will get hurt. I've only seen you 3 times since you got bangs. You're a whole new person. I know you can feel it, too. You showed me this song. And showed me all of these people. I push myself farther from everyone every single day. I can't tell if I can help it, or if I even want to. There's so much in my mind, I can't make sense of it. There's just this emptiness I can't shake. Do you want to hang out over spring break?
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