"They say the person you think of when you're staring at the ocean is the person you're in love with...even if they don't love you back."
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"I think our fantasy is making the reality that much harsher. And that hurts." Cgm
Like I really wish there was something I could do about it.
It's just. Hurts and hurts and hurts and hurts because he is what I think of when I need to be not sad or gloomy, but his accident shook me so bad and then I can't do anything and it just... wow I'm useless to him. Sorry.
I'm not in a good place.
And I ask myself: "what do I do?"
And I get the answer: "All that you can do. Keep loving him."
I can do that. But it doesn't make up for the deep pit inside me sometimes
Maybe it's the homesickness or their recent accident or the lack of antidepressants but it's just not a good night.
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C.g. McGowan
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Trade Mistakes
Poetry"And I may never sleep tonight..." this is basically a public diary I suppose Poems, thoughts, and journal entries by C. G. McGowan (Oh, that's me!) Title taken from 'Trade Mistakes' by Panic! At The Disco
