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Okay. So this is pretty rough, I haven't gone back and tried to fix anything or whatnot. Just needed some comments so far?
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You used to say, "I love you" like you meant it,
and you used to say, "I hate you" with a vengeance.
It's all gotten old, because you never know what you're saying, but you're still saying it-
It gets old.
No matter how many times I'm faced with an instant message screen,
with your username blinking at me,
I still can't breathe, whatever you're saying to me.
I've never grown out of those panic attacks like they said I would.
(It's still effecting me.)
I can almost remember every line we've ever spoken to one another,
along with every emotion, every lie, every cover-up we'd try.
Was it really working, our little fantasy vacation island?
Or were we trying too hard to make something work, that never had a chance?
You provoked more emotions from me than I ever thought I had.
And crying over you, became one tissue in a kleenex box of too many.
If you lost me, you'd collect me back up, and rip me apart,
and then take joy in picking all the pieces from the ground.
The voice through the internet seemed like one I could fall asleep to.
One that I wouldn't have to worry about after the day was through.
Maybe it was that small comfort that made that day easier,
that day when you tried to end it once again.
(It seems like this time might be the last.)
Sometimes I'm angry with you, for messing with my head.
Sometimes I'm disappointed in you, for trying to get into bed.
Other times, that are completely random and far between-
I realize why we work so well together, you and me.
Do you have a little rainbow in you?
