One second, I feel strong. Like maybe it's okay. Maybe you weren't worth it, and I'll be just fine. Maybe I can move on and get over you.
Then something happens.
Or nothing happens.
And I remeber you.
And the pain in my chest comes back, and my lungs refuse to work, and I don't even care because I can't even think that I'm not breathing because everything is falling apart and I don't know how to hold myself together, but I'm trying so hard that before I know it I'm gasping for air and my chest is killing me, and my cheeks are wet with tears.
It all happens fast, and I get dizzy.
And then I remeber you're not worth it.
Only it's too late and the damage is done, and I'm trying to pick up the pieces again.








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