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Yes, I smoke too many cigarettes.

Yes, I dream about boys I can’t have.

Yes, I drink too much alcohol.

Yes, I open up to too many people.

Yes, I wish you could hold me again.

Yes, I want you every night.

Yes, I tell people about a future we will never have.

Yes, I loved you,

And sure as hell still do.

But no,

I will never apologize for the ways I try to kill my sadness.

-R.M