reminiscense;

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YOU WEAR YOUR RUINS WELL.

There has to be more to your master plan for me.
I know this isn't going to stay like this forever.
It's silly to even think that things wouldn't ever evolve into something...more.
But I can't help thinking: what has she got that I don't?
I'm sitting by myself, morosely, on a bench in the park.
Sweet melancholy is hugging me as if to remind me that it's ( Read more... )

I do not want you to like me.