panic in the summer
i can't even come home without hating myself.
i miss him.
and i am terrified i may see him.
and i love you,
but you seem to forget
the little things
mean the world to me.
i miss him.
and i am terrified i may see him.
and i love you,
but you seem to forget
the little things
mean the world to me.
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