I’ll see you when the weekend ends. My mind clouded with distance for so long. Quiet and empty lunches every afternoon for so long. Seven hours of anxiety and spite for so long. Peaked feelings of desolation and distress for so long. I’ll see you when the summer ends. I’ll see you when I feel like it.
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