Breathe

When life gives you lemons, how are you supposed to automatically know to make lemonade out of them? Can anyone answer this question? What do you do without the other ingredients?

being strong
is much harder than you make it seem
faking it
sometimes makes me want to scream
overtime I see you
I become speechless
when your near by
I become breathless
I become motionless
I can’t deal with this
how do I get over it
I can’t see you again
you have become the death of me

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