I wanna text you

I miss you

So bad

But reflecting on the last interaction we had

I’m kinda glad we’re at a distance

Deleted the draft

I’m still considered missing

I don’t know why I feel like a Mistress

I think that’s the truth I’m missing

Such a pretty facade he was fixing

The secret formula is almost exposed

Ready to deal with whatever karma this cycle throws

Just remember I asked you to show me

But instead you chose to be exposed.

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