My emotions are twisted and violent. It's confusing. It's uneasy. I don't know. I don't know what to feel. Especially when you're near me. I don't know if I'm happy or worried or even scared. But I'm certain that I feel like nothing when you're not around. And my body feels incomplete when you're a lifetime away. But then again, I hate it when you're near me. Because my emotions get the best of me. I stutter and fail. I can't speak when you're near. As much as I want to, my voice just shuts down. And it feels like my body is about to collapse. And I'm confused because I don't understand how you could do that to me. I hate that feeling. But I crave it. No matter how much it's making me uneasy. I look for it when it's gone. I know how much it annoys you. Because you hate it, too. Because I can't even talk to you. I can't even look at you. And there's just so much I want to say.
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