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emotions crumble fast. never stay for long. usually, when split between two people, a feeling just can't last. why do i care? is this real? how long can i stay in this stale state of mind? there's this tunnel and it's so dark inside, and no matter how fast i run i can't reach daylight. i trip and crawl and trap myself deeper in and my head is tired and numb. i'm drowning, im drowning, i can't keep this treading. i'm so tired. i don't want anything more. am i real? i must be real, even when i say i can't feel. i must be real, not only when he's lonely. i must be real, i can't be the only one to feel this way. he told me the body says what the mouth cannot. the lips will curl, the spine will straighten, the nose will start to itch. what i never understood, the flaw in all of his logic, he couldn't see me suffering. i just found it ironic.