How admirable

To give it all away just for her

How I think in my head without feeling

She should just love him

How I don’t because it hurts and as I hear it

It’s a truth that hurts to hear every time I create it within my head

And that I would do the same for him all he has to say is the one thing

How disgustingly poetic

That two sit so far apart willing to give it all away in all directions

One passed on, one past one.

That it was never a game except trying to come up with an answer to the war

Despite not having any

When the bubble burst what overflowed was

Pain of having never been heard

But this is a life of not being heard

Quiet reflections of self to self as the world disappears

One with everything, one with nothing

Everything to give and nothing to give.

Trust

Trust the silence

How unfortunate our existences

Can you imagine if it had gone right?

We’d be so happy.

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