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Today I am jealous.
Today I miss you. And it seems like everyday I miss you more than the last. Are there degrees of how much you can miss someone? It’s gotten quite severe—my insides hurt without you, my sanity comes and goes, and sleep is nigh impossible.
It’s stifling, too, these feelings for you that linger and linger and go on and on, sometimes flaring until it feels like there is nothing but you and I have no use anymore.
I hate myself for it.
I feel even more alone. More alone than moving to a new country by myself for an entire year.
I feel alone in my feelings, too.
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