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I’m not looking for excuses or explanations.
You can try to leave, you can try to disappear, you can try to pretend none of this is real. None of that changes anything.
I don’t rush things. I don’t lose interest.
Time doesn’t help you here—it helps me.
There’s no version of this situation where you convince me to spare you.
No speech that fixes it. No monologue that touches my heart.
No moment where I suddenly decide it’s not worth it.
You might think distance solves the problem well it doesn’t. It just delays the inevitable.
I’m not guessing. I’m not hoping. Im not relying on chance.
I know exactly how this plays out....
i WILL touch you
dot dot dot, I pull up like red
dot dot dot, if it ain't about the bread
dot dot dot, three dots on his head
don't like how you coming, I let off the lead