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It Burns!!


The following Except is a Monologue
It was last night i wanted to ask her to block me but, a friend offered her ear to me and asked for me to talk.

[00:22, 4/17/2018] : the longing makes you susceptible to bad decisions, the need alone to talk to her is such a hopelessly and helplessly weak and gut wrenching feeling that, the mind wouldn't stay with you, wandering off in the very thoughts you once relished and cherished, they become the sand papers wearing off the sharpness you held intact with the illusion that you need no love.

[00:27, 4/17/2018] : If that isnt enough to destroy the kid that, held tightly to the dreams and fairy tales of a happy ending and a blissful life then, there is the presence, the advent of technology, keeps you at a certain end of a perpetual reminder that the person you wish to drive your mind away from has uploaded a new photo, a story, a status and that alone is enough for a demented retard like me to scroll through her words, those pixels that form her image before me, those songs she hum to the world.

[00:29, 4/17/2018] : one person alone, hordes all my faculties with a random, unplanned, inaudible ping.

[00:30, 4/17/2018] : I dont want this shit, I was better off with my illusions, I was better off without telling her.

[00:31, 4/17/2018] : I had to tell her for I heard she was in need, but then again it was probably what I heard, not what she said.

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