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PLURIBUS · The Gap

[mournfulroses]

Trista Mateer, from a poem featured in her collection titled The Dogs I Have Kissed

[backtracktonowhere]

[tremblingafterdark]

An absence that lingers.

[backtracktonowhere]

It’s endlessly amusing to me that the first thing my new therapist told me to do was write

I’ve spend so much time avoiding writing, like it would prevent the things I feel from being real, or taking root too deeply

Perhaps by not giving them space, I’ve made them more real than anything. Funny how that works

[backtracktonowhere]

I’ve carried you with me to so many places; you wouldn’t believe the miles we’ve traveled together, all these years

It’s hard sometimes to think about how much time I’ve spent learning how to let things go, and I still haven’t quite mastered letting go of you

[backtracktonowhere]

August has come to an end

I don’t feel any better

than I did in May.

I think I wasted the summer thinking about you.

[highonoverthinking]

I have thousand things to say to you and a thousand reasons not to.