I want to call.
Want to share katsu Curry, Gyoza and that horrible prawn thing that you love so much.
I want to share 2 year old memories like "Remember...."
But I can't.
Have no right to force myself into the new memories that you are hell bent on creating alone.
I want to call.
But I won@t.
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I genuinely do know how this feels. I hope you manage to hold out. There is the world of hurt behind that door. Keep it shut (trust me I know)
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