and this is where it starts to hurt. gets tough. we knew it would. the gazing and awe and perfection could only last so long.
and he's blaming himself. and he shouldn't.
i'm in a place i don't understand being a person i don't know. he didn't sign up to be with that one.
i'll be back to myself when i'm back to my life. this one i'm living isn't real.
i can't explain it here, to him, to her, only in the one place that is tied in string and secured from the rest of the world. and even that is severely lacking. and incoherent. but those are my attempts. and somehow i don't know how to feel sorry.
this all sounds so cryptic. but it's all i have to say.
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- icharus_girl
- IN/PA, United States
- Too busy for anyone's good. Looking for balance and true compassion in the midst.
2 comments:
when we lose ourselves, we ultimately have nothing left, and it is the worst reality. when there are people who love us, it destroys them even more to lose us. please dont get lost, and come home soon (to anderson).
thank you.
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