I think I’m finally done hoping there was something else.
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I think I’m finally done hoping there was something else.
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I sit here and watch what appears to be only the skeleton of a tree gracefully swaying in the wind. So naked and exposed for all to see yet it is still surrounded by others un ashamed and proud.
I will always feel your touch, its burned into my skin and left the worst of scars. I tremble at the thought of seeing you. I will always remember lying on the bedroom floor crying for you to come back. The memorys hurt my brain, the waves of shock come strong. I long for your acceptance, and only get disgrace. It’s hard to be content with what I have when I’m always staring into the past. To love someone is incredible, will I ever be able to do that once again? I ask myself everyday never being quite sure. Time is waisting, days are dragging. I sink into this self loath, then I rapidly remember you are the one I hate, with every bit of strength that I can gather. There must be an end, it seems inevitable. Masked behind a smile is weakeness, absolute and utter shame. I’m afraid to take the next step but holding his hand makes it so much easier. Trust is certain and love is strong. I can do this. I hope.
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Day one, this will be a challenge
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