I am nothing to you. However, every time I think about you, I dig my hell hole deeper - but I can’t do anything else because I care too damn much. Is this what a heartache is? The feeling of pain rising in my chest as if a thousand needles have pierced it such that I can feel each stab and wound there is. My heart beats fast, breath taken short. The pain is unbearable, but surely death would feel sweet.
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