Killing MeIt's killing me.
Not hearing from you is killing me. I've been dying this slow and painful Death ever since I let you go.
Hollow and incomplete is how I feel, And still, nothing seems to help me heal. What am I to do? Nothing I guess, But wait, and wait until I find rest.
I wish so much I could take back, The things I've said and all of that. Because not hearing from you is killing me.
It's killing me.
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I wrote this near the end of a good friendship It is about how silence during the end of a relationship always hurts
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