as i ... disintegrate

Feeling: deserted
i want to run away to him like i promised him i would but then i remember i cant hes not there... hes not in that room we layed in all day together anymore.. not smoking behind the church were he snuck into school to see me not in the library where we would ditch school together not in our spot by the stairs not in the chair in the back of the room where i went to talk to him for the first time hes gone
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