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The plea

Sweaty palms. 
Racing heartbeat
Typing the first letter of you name on my phone and seeing your name is definitely not helping. 
Why?
I thought...
There are things my heart and mind can barely comprehend. Things we refuse to really talk or think about primarily because they are just there. Lurking. Waiting for the right moment. Cry me a river. 
The sunset and the sunrise. The cliche-ridden moments that forces a tear. 
Remembering dates and conversations, the time that was never spent. Forget. Forget. Please forget. 

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