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lonely
Losing you is slipping into an old sweater.
It’s comfortable.
It’s familiar,
But it’s not quite enough to weather the icy grip that comes with it.
Because, you see, loneliness has been my oldest friend.
And no matter how many times I ignore her messages
she always shows up for me.
It’s comfortable.
It’s familiar,
But it’s not quite enough to weather the icy grip that comes with it.
Because, you see, loneliness has been my oldest friend.
And no matter how many times I ignore her messages
she always shows up for me.
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