'I'll try again tomorrow'

i'm always a mess. i'm good at keeping secrets
except my own. i laugh too hard at stupid things.
my favorite songs can make me cry. i always watch
for 11:11, but i miss it more than i catch it. i live in
the past, in the memories i have with the people
i love. i hate thinking about reality and i'm so
homesick it's not even funny. not homesick as in
a "missing my house" way. maybe it's more like
heartsick for all the things i can't get back. it's
hard for me to define myself. i guess i'm just
cliche. the girl who loved too hard and didn't get
anything in return. i don't want to be the heroine in
a tragic love story. i just want the people
who have never given me a second thought.

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