I keep dreaming of you. It's making me sick. Not bcause I hate you but bcause i know there's no hope for me to actually get to confess this. These dreams are haunting, pressuring me to open my mouth and say the words. You know I can't. We all know I can't. I don't have the guts to. I don't know what else to say about you. Im not even supposed to think about you. I have better things to think about. But I can't help dreaming of you? I did not decide that. So can you just go away and let me face the reality? I'd rather know that i have no hope being with you with no fact rather than with a fact.
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