do you see me?
September 24, 2016-5:46 pm
i like to think you are still talking about me. i dont know if its arrogance or ignorance or fear but something in me tells me you are still talking about me. its a terrible thing, to wish someone never moved on. to wish you held them close enough that the marks never left their body. i want you to know i still have marks. and i want you to know i see you
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