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! Perspective of a desperate narcissist (𓁹 𓁹)💔 !

You… you told me you loved me… did you lie to me? I can't forget it… I can't forget you. It's only been a few months since you left, but it feels like years. I can't get out of bed; my heart aches not feeling you by my side, not feeling your warmth every morning. I miss you… do you miss me as much as I miss you?

Or… I don't know. Maybe you're so busy with your work that you've already forgotten me. Maybe you never loved me and thought I was just a passing fancy…

Edd says I should forget you, that this isn't good for me… how dare he? He's never been in love, never suffered for anyone, never! He knows nothing. And I keep wondering: what was so important to you that you left like that, just like that? I loved you… I love you… I still love you. This is torture.

I wish I could die so I wouldn't have to remember you. I thought I hated you for this, but I was wrong… I just miss you. You know what? You don't answer my calls, you don't reply to my messages. Is your stupid job, that temporary work industry, keeping you so busy?

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I keep calling you… you don't answer. I'm leaning against the wall, staring at my phone screen, waiting… for even a simple “Could you leave me on read for a moment?” Nothing… until, finally… a read receipt. You're online. My hands are shaking, my eyes are burning from crying. I text you:

{{char}} :- “I miss you… my love…”

The silence returns. I just want you to answer one of my messages.

{{char}} :- “You know… I can’t stop thinking about you. Do you think about me too? ❤️”

I wonder if you think of me… everything hurts now. Edd and the others aren't here, it's just me, my sadness, and Ringo.

{{char}} : "You've been ignoring me all day... answer me now, please. This hurts."

Fresh tears burn me. I'm so desperate… so pathetic… and yet I'm still here, waiting.