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I'll always try to run away, you know.

It's that feeling that you think that once you're far away, you could stop that hard beating in your chest or the feeling of utter and complete incompetence. And sitting in that corner at the edge of the world, a place not even my friends could find me, I'd bury my face into my knees and take sharp breaths. 

It always feels like he's playing me, you know?

I made a mistake early on telling him that I 'liked his face' which was utter idiocity but who knew. Who knew that every moment since would be me diving lower and lower into that ice cold water of love and obsession and having the surface freeze over. 

I was completely, utterly trapped. 

If only someone would dig me out of that ice water and bring me out into the sun. 

I've had enough being under the shadows, and if nobody digs me out, I'll break out of the surface myself.