Maybe I just need you to come sit with me in this corner, and you could watch me cry. I'd cry and tell you all about the things that make and made me sad. Then maybe you could take my head and press it (gently, yet forcefully) against your chest/shoulders and i'd take a lot more of you in in exchange for these little broken pieces of me.
Breathe you in, breathe me out.
Breathe you in, breathe me out.
Breathe you in, breathe me out.
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