For about and hour I watched you sleep.
I stayed longer than usual 'cause I had a feeling this would be the last night.
And for some strange reason, I think its for the best.
To be honest, I don't think I really knew the "real" you.
I played with your finger nails and hair.
You texted me 20 times last week and called me numerous times. I just didn't want to speak to you.
"Im really sad and crying" So I called.
But nothing has really changed. Nothing.
I just recieved two text from you. This is stupid.
Im going to sleep.
While you were asleep I should have plucked your nose hairs.
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