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Impressive
I find it interesting of how many personalities,
Just one person can have.
It impresses me how innocent you act.
I'm amazed by how close you are,
yet I feel so alone.
This relation used to shine so bright
but I just watched it all fade.
I think one thing
and see the other.
The pretending has to stop.
I can't even tell the real you.
My mind keeps thinking,
today is the last day,
it's over.
But my heart tries to overpower the screaming voice of my mind,
but all my heart can do is whisper,
there's still hope.
Your crying over nothing.
I can't believe without thinking.
I can't say I love you without lying.
I can't keep pretending all of this is okay,
that everything will someday be okay.
The guilt is just weighing me down.
Nothing can go right,
not when I worry every second of losing you.
We've dated so many times, what I this is the final?
There has to be a reason we keep going back.
I want to say I'm done,
but I can't let go.
Right now,
I wish you could open your eyes and realize exactly what's wrong,
without me having to say a word.
If I tell you what's been on my mind,
my mind would win.
We'd be over.
I've been so lost lately,
just helplessly crying.
Keeping my feelings far away from speaking them.
The thinking just keeps building up,
and I'm just waiting for everything to crumple atop of me.
If I could ask you anything right now,
I would ask if you believed me,
when I say I'm okay.

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