Can't breathe.
Can't eat.
Anxiety crushing the chest.
Great things happening with Acting.
But it doesn't seem to matter as much if I can't share them with you.
I miss you . . .
Just waiting for you to change your mind . . .
Waiting for you to come back to me . . .
I fear I may be waiting in vain.
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