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First Grade Crush ... Good Job Chris |
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"Good job, Chris," congratulate myself. Thank you, Chris, for
the compliment. "What have you gotten yourself into this time? You're
all hung up, and you're screwing up every aspect of your life..."
Do you think I need you to tell me that? When I sleep at night my mind
is screaming that. I don't mean to be a hinderance to healing but I'm
tripping nearly falling over my heart, which is sinking through the soles
of my shoes as I'm singing, thinking of you. Perhaps that's not the case.
I miss your smiling face, and the littlest things you do. You're only
trying to do what's right, follow your heart and yet protect mine. We
honestly don't know what to do. I'm finished feeling down. I'm giving
up my feelings now. |
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