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I woke up this morning realizing that I am wasting each day without you. My hands are stiff my eyes are swollen from gazing at the stars intently. My feet are tattered, scars everywhere, for days I have been traveling every road I can see, wishing that would be the path back to you. Even my head, its been constantly nostalgic I think it is breaking down.

I wonder if you are feeling this way too. I don’t think so for I have always known that you are the stronger one, in our yin and yang cycle. You always have vitamins a, b, and c to keep you standing. (you always make me drink those stuff… perhaps one day I would abide). But I even stopped eating my love, wishing the pain I feel inside my stomach could replace the intolerable loss I am feeling. I have been constantly drowning my self outside the unfamiliar blocks of the streets, join queer laughter as I pass by this cheap reggae bar, so many compliments, I used to love them but tonight all I want to do is gather them and place it inside a garbage back and just throw it all out. A compliment wouldn’t be treasured if it weren’t from you.