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[counterfeitglee]

i could feel my face straining
whether to hold back tears
or keep from laughing; i don't know.
but my chest hurts
and it's hard to swallow.
i'm pretty sure now.

i guess i just expected more
from you
one you knew.
but i guess i'm in your blindspot
in your tunnel vision for her.

it hurts
fighting to remember a time
before you asked me

who he was--
a time before i meant to say (but hadn't)
that it's always been you.

maybe i said it wrong.
words always fail me when
it comes to you.