My friends have noticed
I'm thankful for their concern
But however hard i try to stop loving him
The darkness will always return
Whenever i smell his familiar.scent
My stomach starts to churn
I never be able to look at him the same way
It's something that l'll won't ever learn
I've torn out some pages here and there
But it's the book i'll need to burn.
A/N: idek where that came from I was bored lol
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