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First LoveMy dear Elise, do you rememberMore Like This
when I danced in the halls of your apartment building that October,
manic off the energy of being around other people
and we sang songs and drew together?
Do you remember when you said that December,
that you had met someone better?
I had known since November that you loved her
but saying it out loud broke me in two.
Remember when I told you I felt different around you,
something that I'd never felt before.
You were the first person I confessed to having a crush on,
and you kissed me at the bus sto
It's like I'm depressedIt's like I'm in a well. I can't get up. I scratch and claw at the walls until my fingers bleed, trying to escape.More Like This
It's like I'm in a cage. I can see everything that's happening on the outside, but I can't participate, can't join in.
It's like I'm empty. I have so many things surrounding me, such wonderful things, but I can't experience any of it, it can't fill me up.
It's like I'm drowning. I'm struggling against the current, but it's dragging me under, slowly, methodically, cruelly.
It's like I'm depressed. Oh wait. I am
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