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I lie here in the quiet of the night
Breathing tiny, little sips of air
Tears making their journey from head to heart
I think to myself
“I am not happy”
I close my eyes
My tiny heart pounds in gentle thumps
Coinciding with each breath
Bittersweet synchrony
As I pray for sleep to come tonight -
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“Poetry doesn’t cure grief, but it understands.”
What has shifted, I don’t know, but only time will tell. -
Venting
I don’t know I feel very confused and I’m trying my best to be polite and as always I suppose be the bigger person after each falling out. It just gets more and more frustrating each time ( Read more... ) -
Grief
“To live in this world you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go ( Read more... ) -
Daily reading
What’s the tea?
Four separate shuffles since I got this deck
Every. Fucking. Time. I literally had to yell at it to stop telling me things about Jon so I could get another type of fucking reading.
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