for no one in particular ...

My mood darkens
Thoughts of you pass by again
More frequently than I want it
More frequently than it should

Slowly
I seem to be falling
Slowly
I feel myself fading

The tears start to fall
But I stop them
I hold back
As I should ... as I always should

I hate you
I don't know why but I do
I think I love
I don't know why but I really do.

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