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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