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End.

It's been almost a month.

Going downhill? I wonder if you agree. I don't like how this is turning out. It was better when nobody knew. Not one person, but you and I. It was better when there weren't other people involved, to cause what they have caused. Losing things to talk about and say, we could sit there for hours thinking of things to say. Still, it leads to someone hurting. I need to vent. I need to vent.

Hopefully venting is in store for my Friday night.

In my back pocket.

I'm not even going to waste my time anymore.

How much longer?

I'm not too sure how long I can keep this up.
It's so much better keeping everything to myself though. Even if every emotion I've been hiding explodes out to you, on that moment when I thought you were asleep. Because for some strange reason, I find life so much easier this way. With these unshared thoughts in my head, me and you. I just love it all kept quiet. But at the same time, trying to act like there's nothing going on.
It would be nice if you woke up, I've just remembered all of the things I'd like to share with you. What am I supposed to do? I'd like to know what I should do.
Well, I'm hiding.


A sunrise and a sunset. You are lying while you confess, keep trying to explain.
The sunrise and the sun sets. You realize and then you forget, what you have been trying to retain.

I knew this was a pattern,

I just think every time it's going to change. Of course, it doesn't. It's always the same thing with you. Stop feeling bad, because I'm very, very used to it.

lies.

I've changed my mind,

You know, I've really changed my mind.
It's hard guessing what you're thinking, though.