stuck.


I was there in your street. I was right there, a few more steps and I could’ve been standing outside your house.

I lost myself for a moment. For a moment, I thought that deciding to stay away was completely wrong.

Was it wrong?

If it wasn’t, then why am I missing you?

Why do I still feel that I need to go to you and assure you that I will always be here?

 

 

 

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