Bebo

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	</3 - I don't want	447 dni temu
	I'm feeling so unwell; won't you pretend to care just a little bit? When they put me to sleep, I don't want to dream of you. I don't want to see the insignificance of my presence in your sight. I don't want to chase away a life that doesn't wants to be chased. When I am asleep, I don't want to see you at all. I don't want to hear your insults attached to my name. I don't want to hear your reasons being deafened by the silence. I don't want the answers, don't want to know anything. I don't want to know if you're okay; if you're perfectly fine or still crying yourself to sleep. No, I don't want to know about you at all. And when I wake up, I don't want to see you standing there by my side. I don't want to feel your hands holding onto mine. I don't want your sympathetic words being whispered in my ears. I don't want you to come and visit, don't want you to pretend like you still care. I don't want you to come anywhere near me, don't come at all, because when you decide that you want to leave again, I'm the one who's going to be lonely. You used to hold my hand every little step of the way because I was an incapable jerk who couldn't walk her own life alone. You used to be there to say, to reassure me that everything was going to be okay, because I couldn't find the courage in myself to believe it. But tell me, please, now that you're gone, who's going to be the one to tell me all those manipulating lies? Who's going to lie to me, to tell me that time changes everything; that it'll heal the aches and the wounds? Nobody, because time has passed one too many times, and I'm still in the same old pain; caught in the same state of mind. I'm sorry to have trusted you not to hurt me. I'm sorry to have believed every word of your lies. I'm sorry I'm not your friend. But most importantly, I'm sorry for writing a blog of lies.
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