A plethora of things flow through my mind yet silence is what escapes my fingertips. The words are there, the heart elsewhere.
When you have even a single good thing to hold onto, it keeps you from giving into despair; And then, wishing to die doesn't come nearly as easy.
But it does come.
That one person you can't stop thinking about proves to you they are avoiding you to the point of forgetting you.
You are worth something.
Even if you are left completely alone.
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