Kindred Spirit

Reconnecting with a kindred spirit I once called my friend

It’s funny how things always get better at the end

Back at it again even though there’s not much of a difference

I’m still melodramatic and you still haven’t been the same since

And by since I mean since whatever happened to trigger you

I hated how you were until I realized it wasn’t much different from the shit I do

Regardless of if you think it’s true, there’s a reason why I reached out

I had to talk to you again despite all the voices of reason and doubt

Picking my brain for something to talk about, I can’t lose you again

I don’t wanna say anything stupid but I don’t wanna open up and be a burden

As usual I just can’t win

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