I tried to find out why I tend to breakdown at weird timings.
The times when I'm all chill, nothing much to be done.
The times when I look out the window in silence.
Maybe I'm a suppressor. I bottled things inside me. Of all my curses and angry tweets, there's more to it.
They leaked, sometimes. My seal of silence.
I just want someone to talk to, comfortably.
I just miss you.
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