let me be decidedly unclear about all this.

24. f.
currently misplaced, continent-wise.
Ask me anything

I realize instantly breaking into tears and sobbing “I’m sorry, I can’t” into the general direction of my laptop most likely doesn’t count as a proper reply to your email.

But what the fuck am I supposed to do. A year and counting and it has changed nothing. It still feels like my heart is punching holes into my rib cage whenever I’m forced to think about us.

So, I’m sorry. I can’t. Every time you write I miss you. All I can read is not enough. And how does one reply to that?

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