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Lassitude.

you wanted him to save you.

You wanted him to save you.

You wanted him to save you.

You wanted him to save you.

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"Can I come in?" he would ask, and you would think it was such a stupid question because you loved him, you loved him.

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The nights are the worst.

(You wish he had said something that would make you stop loving him, anything. Anything.)

You can't forget when the pillow is so cold and you forget to close the window and sometimes you want to drown yourself in the bath but you don't know how to.

You can't forget.

You don't think you really want to