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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