I love you.
I'm sorry.
My heart hurts,
it's broken.
Unfeeling and unrighteous,
with a hint of apathy
that overtakes
my uncaring body.
Dear, don't forget me.
I miss you.
I'm sorry.
My head hurts,
it's aching.
Thoughtful, but meaningless.
Trying to please you,
but being unable
to give you everything.
Love,
Lizz
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