dear S,
Missing you is like falling into a pit I have a rope But everytime I climb I fall in deeper, and deeper Eventually, I'll be in too deep. Maybe I’ve already reached that state, And maybe I should be at peace with that. It means no more trying, I can be free in this pit. I can only try for so long Sometimes its better to just, Give up.
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