6. Now

Now

I don't even know why I'm writing this

But I don't really know what else to do.

My new friends won't get it here

It's been five months and I should be over it by now.

But I'm not.

And it's better than visiting some shrink

Who'll say the ache in my chest is temporary

And that pain means healing

When it just means breathing fucking hurts.

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