And then

"I think I love you."

                 ...

                 ...

                 You're typing

                 ...

                 A response I want

                 So desperately

                 But also don't

                 I'm scared.

 

"I think I love you too."

 

                 ...

                 ...

                 Processing

                 ...

                 And then

                 I burst into tears.

 

                 Why?

                 Why am I 

                 Crying?

 

                 The stress?

                 The everything?

                 Working so hard

                 To be someone you could

                 Maybe

                 Love and then

                 And then.

 

                 And then.

 

                 It all comes

                 Crashing down

                 And I crumple.

 

                 I am not someone who breaks.

                 I just

                 Don't                 can't                 won't.

                 I'll break for you.

                 I'll do anything for you.

 

                 I'd do anything for

                 Our "and then".

                 Step

                                  by

                                                   step.

                 No one else.

 

                 And then

                 And then

                 And then.

QueenBee

VT

13 years old

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