It's not okay.

It's 2:30 in the morning and all I can think of is your heart that's gotten cold.

I thought we were more than okay.

I thought you were different, we were different.

I thought this was it, we can talk of what's next.

There's so much to tell,

yet you're missing.

I thought we swore.

I thought,

I thought.

That's the thing. I only thought.

I can't lose you.

Please hang on.

We're almost there.

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