what is love ?

"people think, people feel, and most don't give a shit about your thoughts and feelings. that's life."

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i see when you're upset.

when you withdraw and you won't hold my hand, and when you get all poetic and smoke and talk about feelings and death.

i know how it feels and it's fucking terrible. you've lied one too many times and you're sick of this life, and sometimes other people can't fix you.

when all i can do is sit there and listen, and all i want to do is take it all away, i wonder if i'm really as good for you as you say i am.

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i grew up asking questions.

that's why i analyze every last thought and feeling i have until they're obliterated into just simple facts. statistics.

i barely feel anymore.

when you rant to me, just to get it off your chest, i still ask why.

i feel like the only thing i can do for you is find answers. but i'm not a therapist, nor a miracle worker.

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there's nothing left to say.