and i hope that someday we could talk and forget that
time ever drew distance between us. we could make a
bridge out of words, as fragile as it might be, the awkward
pauses and incomprehensible mumbling, twisting, and twining
into some stronger foothold. someday, i might reach you and
redeem myself but i wouldnt count on it anytime soon.
you never heard me knocking on the door. i found you
balled up on your bathroom floor. you told me everything
in your defense and never understood the consequence. i
won't console when you have control, every time's the last
time but i know you'll go and do it again. yeah you'll do it again.
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