I often see you in my dreams

And sometimes wish we were still friends

But I suppose that’s what happens

When one reveals their mental illness

I wouldn’t want to deal with me either, I guess

Even though your silence haunts me

I still love you & wish you the best

(I pray I don’t run into you)

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