I can't breathe. I can't even think. And I feel incredibly panicked every time I think of you. I have picked up my phone at least a hundred times today and I've even considered running to the store to make sure you're okay. I don't want you to hurt--that's not fair. One minute I wish you'd answer my text and then I fear you will. So I just sit. and cry. and hope I'll feel okay some day. I miss you.
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