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and i drink this green tea, which i quietly made, in the corner of this mind.
and i say goodbye to her.
because we have to.
(it's not because of before. not the kissing in 12-story bathrooms with my best friend, asking "where are you" or demanding "let's practice")
no
but because i can't compete.
i cannot stop my feelings. they exist by themselves. a separate being, and i tell them to stop. i tell them all of the time, stop.
so i try to uphold this image,
being different than what my feelings say.
and that's what is so hard.
0:00.