Here I sit in my room watching scary movies while the real nightmare is in my body. I find myself rereading our last conversation, and boy oh boy do I miss your words, and how our vocabulary would sometimes mix and we were eventually one with our speech. You brought candle light into my world when I lived with darkness. When you left I could hear the wind of my crushing heart blow it out. Now it's dark. Again. I'm scared. Trust me when I say I was no lover and you were no lover boy. I was just a teenage girl fretting over a little man with big dreams. In the end you and I were just another cliche
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