You can't look at me and you can't speak to me, you can't handle it, and neither can I. We're not ready for this and yet I'll make myself ready if necessary. But, one thing is certain, if you die, you take two people with you... even if you don't care.
I do care, and I will always care, but nevermind, I'll let you know. Until that moment comes, there's no need for you to feel obligued to do anything, say anything, just try not to make me feel worse, will you? I already feel torn by myself. And I do need you, but if you can't be there for me, I'll understand, I'll row this boat on my own if I have to, just figure...
love, always.
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