How sad can I be to have to keep reminding myself.
I must change, I cannot be an avoider anymore, Satan’s pulling me down.
I’m trying, I’m trying. Don’t run, stop running away.
1 month away and I’m still stuck with this immature thinking.
Do I wanna regret this? No I don’t, not at all.
So don’t run anymore.
You’re tired, stop running.
Courage, soon, soon. Real soon.
Frozen with this fear, that you may disappear, before I’ve given you the truth.
Just like the rest, you will be a past. Soon, soon.
And for once that I felt different, you had to take it all away from me.
It’s never gonna be the same again.
I give up.
Emotions are running high.
I’m just not ready yet.
My best group of friends are making me feel uncomfortable to be around.
What next?
Finally, this is it.
Guess it finally happened.
I will back away slowly.
I will let go.
This pain will too.
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