Do you remember lying? Alone in your own world. Everything made more sense. As quiet as it was. Underneath the noise. It's not always like that. Not when you're around.
I like little escapes. More quiet bubbles than you can imagine. Little tiny ones. Most of the time. I wish I could show you. Just let you in. But I'm hidden from view. And you're far too loud. For now I'll stay hidden. Just behind your sounds. For now you won't find me. It's safer that way.
You've already ruined it.
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