Even though she treated me badly, I still find myself looking for her. when she walks past, I avoid eye contact. I could always hope that she thinks of me as often as I do of her, but I know she's already moved on.  I've tried moving on but I always end up looking for her in everyone else. I hate it but I still miss her. I miss her hands. I often see them empty and imagine my hands in her. I hate it, but I miss how she'd hold me as I cried when life's burden got too heavy. "Maybe in another lifetime"

Might end up at the mental hospital again soon

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