Dear Juliet ,
My mind must be somewhere on your person, because it's nowhere to be found.
I thought I could handle it.
The no-strings thing.
But I'm obviously not ready.
I've become attached.
Not too much, don't worry.
I just want to know that you care.
I want to know that you're there.
That there's someone out there who cares enough to notice I'm not happy.
I am crying out for help. From someone. Anyone.
I know I told you that it didn't mean anything.
I just want you to know.
I lied.
(c)janjan
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