that I'm always looking around for you because you're actually never directly around me. There has to be a reason for that. I feel like if you wanted me...you'd be around. And it's so disgusting how easily you'd have me.
If someone wants something, they try to make it happen. Your lack of trying shows how little you want me.
Your rejection is literally killing me slowly.
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