Picking The Scab I was doing so well. Finally got u out of my head. Not feeling so raw... Thrown myself into the mountain of soulless paperwork that I have outstanding keeping thoughts of you away one long hour at a time. Starting to heal.... Then In a moment of missing you and I login and read back all of our messages going back weeks journaling the twists and turns and unraveling of us. I scratched that nagging itch... And now I'm back to feeling low and lost and bad With my open bleeding scab...
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