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You appeared in my dream again last night. I think this is the only place I can reach you now that you've deleted your social media.

I think at times we were performing for each other, knowing that it was likely the other one would see, but never openly admit it, because the behavior of stalking someone on the internet is so unhealthy. and yet, even if totally crazy, pretty normal these days. I might even go so far as to say it's pretty romantic when you realize you drive someone equally as insane as they drive you. that if you are that type of sick person, the thought of someone else loving you so much that they actually start to resent you for it is in fact, deeply erotic.

I don't think I miss you, I miss what you took from me when you left.