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Hey, I know it’s kinda late. Is your girl around? I was hoping I could take a few minutes of your time. I know you needed space but you’ve been running around my mind as of late. I gotta ask, do you ever think about us? Before you cut me off, can you sit down and just listen? I just gotta get this off my chest. Am I the only one with feelings that never left? I know I messed up. I was so insecure. Maybe it’s the fact that you were never sure. But whatever we went through; our love turned to anger. It’s killing me inside cause now we’re just strangers.

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I notice a lot of things.

k-xteezy:

I can tell when your smile doesn’t match your eyes. I can see when you’re happy or sad. I see how you look lost when you’re in a crowd of people and you feel so alone. I can see the faded scars on your wrists and ankles. I know when you’re not okay, and I know when you’re feeling alone. I see you like other people can see the color of the sky. It confuses me, how everyone thinks you’re doing fine. Maybe they don’t see the things I see. Or maybe they look at people and just look at their smile, and automatically assume you’re happy. I can tell you’re falling apart. I can see that everyday, you’re crumbling and a piece of you breaks off. And I can see that all you need is someone to ask you if you’re happy like you were before. I know you need someone to ask you if you’re okay.

(via fuckyeahhitskiana)