maybe i shouldn’t

i really hate talking to you but i couldn’t not talk to you. never once have i forgotten the physical distance. never once have i forgotten that i’m only a younger sister to you. never once have i forgotten how hard i cried in the middle of the night, back in those days.

all those nonchalent chats were just a front. you never knew.

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