I don't know who I am anymore.
I really don't.
Next year we might not even be together again.
Maybe when I'm reading this in the next year, I'll smile and think,
"Oh God, I was so stupid."
But for now I miss you. Even though you're just so close to me.
For now it makes me sad to think how it may never last till the end of our secondary school lives,
much less,
for the rest of our lives.
Who am I?
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I love sleeping, eating and my imaginary tattoo.
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