You’re more

You’re more than “what’re you doing tonight”
You’re more than feeling lonely
You’re more than “you decide”
You’re more than empty words

You’re more than hurt, you’re fucking more than that
You’re more than crying into your pillow at 2:37am
You’re more than unreturned texts

Come sit with me, maybe then you’ll see, maybe then you’d finally.
You’re more in this world, my friend.

 
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