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let's go cry now
Sophie's POV:
I fell by the wayside, like everyone else
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you
Dear Keefe,
I keep lying to myself. Sometimes I'll be doing something and I'll think Oh, he'll love this so much.I should show him and tell him all about it blah blah blah.
And then I realize that I can't.
I hate you. For making my life so difficult. For making me feel this way. I hate you so much.
But I was just kidding myself
The lying never works. I never believe myself. I always know, deep down, that you're gone. And you're not coming back.
It doesn't hurt to wish though, right?
Wrong. It hurts so bad.
Our every moment, I start to replace
Everything we've ever done together, I'm trying to get rid of it. All of it. Remembering hurts so much.
I've been tempted to call some Washers to erase you from my life.
Every time I try to ask someone, though, the words get lost.
'Cause now that they're gone
All I hear are the words that I needed to say
If you just told me. Told any one of our friends. We could've helped. I could've helped. I could've tried to make it better.
The guilt is eating me up inside. I should have noticed how you seemed to detach yourself from the world. You started joking more when you were in public. I never saw the real you anymore.
If you'd opened up, maybe this wouldn't have happened.
When you hurt under the surface
Like troubled water running cold
You were hurting. I knew that. I just didn't know to what extent.
Gods, if I had known how bad things were, everything might have ended up differently. You might still be here.
I tell everyone I'm fine. They don't ever believe me, but they leave me alone. I wish someone would realize that I'm lying to myself and that I'm not fine and that I miss you.
