i can't help but just feel it.
yet, at the same time, i just want to talk to you.
what the hell is this? what the hell did you do to me?
it was one day. it shouldn't have meant anything.
and you're gone. you're across the country.
i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.
i want you. i miss you.
i hate you.
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