a cross stick .

today, she put it on the table and it reminded me

of you and even though i was surrounded

by people i couldn’t think properly for a while because i was confused at why these thoughts pop up so easily. it

lingered, and i had to make myself think of something

else. and even though i want to say something it’s like there’s nothing to say. i’m not

ready to take that step because i can’t forget the pain, and it wasn’t

only you, i care too. but

not

enough to do anything right now. but this.

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