I still had to write them, though. You have to say things, not just sometimes, all times. You have to take the thoughts out of the ether, pulling them down from the sky like clouds or satellites or stars, examining them, and then apply them to the paper. Even when nobody's listening. The papers, the ink, they're there to help you get it all out.<p>
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I miss you<p>
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I love you<p>
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Don't go away<p>
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Don't come back<p>
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I hate you<p>
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I can't remember what your face looks like<p>
