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...in a way, this is inevidable. I'm going to be busy for the rest of the week, to the point of being unable to come onto here for a reasonable period. Do you think if I could take a break from you entirely... to think about everything...?
...I know... but I'm more afraid of what I myself am capable of.
Everytime I catch sight of you, I melt down and all sense of awareness fades away. There's no reality. There's no fantasy. There's only one person with me in that void. And I can't possibly hope to ask for anything more. But, at the other side of that void, I have no idea what happens...
Things don't fit in well. Judging by what you said earlier, if we were even together, it sounded like we were just in some ominous relationship, making it sound like I tore down many pillers along the way. Now, I just don't know anymore.
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