Not Yet

So when? Worry fills me, you keep talking about me like we’re already together. Half of our friends think we are, but we’re not. Not yet.  I’m holding on to those words like one day we’ll be together. My depression is coming back, I need something to hold on to. I’m sorry I’m like this. I wish I was better. You deserve better. I know you don’t believe that. Please, when is it going to stop being not yet.

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