When you feel more comfortable around strangers than people who know you.
When you can't trust the people you're supposed to.
And you begin to question everything.
A friendship you thought would always be there is ruined so quickly.
So easily. And you moved on better than you thought you would.
When you long for being alone and nowhere.
It would be so easy to leave all of you behind.
Maybe it was genuine. When I touched your hair and you cried.
I won't regret giving you a second chance. I already don't.
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That's really impressive. Thank you for sharing.
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