I just really really hope you're doing ok. I felt so small and sorry.
It's really selfish of me to want you to come back, but I do. I did.
I just want you to be ok, and happy. I just want it to get better,
you deserve to for things to be better.
I'm selfish and lazy and I have horrible timing.
I don't want to sleep until everything's better.
I miss how loud the rain sounds in my old room.
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