Who am I?
Do I really just want to help people,
or do I use that as an excuse to keep them around,
lately I've been thinking about... Carrot more
I miss the relationship we had,
how it felt to be that loved,
to be able to trust someone that much,
to be held every night when I came to bed,
or sat in that bus seat...
just thinking about it makes my chest ache and my throat constrict
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