What I'd do to have you here.
I don't want to think anymore.
My head's everywhere. And you probably think I'm stupid, mindless, or anything harsh you can think of.
You don't, and won't want to understand my thoughts for known reasons. And I can't ask for you to understand.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry I don't think the same way you do.
For today, please let my head take a rest. And my heart too.
Imy.
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