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Do you feel that way for me? When I greet you, your smiling. Smiling at me. I wonder why, but I know better than to ask before something goes wrong. Something always goes wrong. At least with me it does. Can you take a break? Take a break from all your work? And pay attention to me? Why is this so hard, so hard for you, for me, for anyone, really. No one pays attention anymore. They don’t want to. But I still do. Because I still care. I care about you, so why must you tease me? Why must you say something that isn’t true? Because all I see right now are false lies. False lies told by you, but they always are. So why should it be any different? I want it to be the same. I NEED for it to be the same. Before I lose you. Again.