#6 BetterA Poem by FakeIt could always be worse.
We haven't talked in a few days.
Which is totally fine. Not talking for a few days, is better than months. I just hope you are doing okay. Are you doing okay? Being okay or fine, is better than bad. Please, be better than bad. I could just message you, but I fear I would be a bother. You of course, would say otherwise. I never bother you, you say. They are just words though. Words that come from a mouth, two thousand miles away. Remember, two thousand miles away, is better than three. If perhaps you read these, would you be proud? I am trying to be positive. You told me not to be pessimistic. I am trying not to be. That is something at least. I wonder if you think about me, like I think about you. Once or twice a day probably. At least that is better than no times. Right? Maybe. It could always be worse. I know.
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