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I hate when little breakdowns sucker punch you out of nowhere. Oh, you dropped that thing on the floor? Kay, hold on, now let it remind you how useless you are and cry and scream and remember the appeal of a blade pressed against your arm while your heart bleeds for ten minutes. Okay, times up. Now sit there and feel absolutely nothing. Take your time coming back to yourself though. You get put back right where you left off.

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I wish I would have held you more. Buried my nose into your neck. Kissed your cheek. Held your face.

But then I remember that I did. I did every one of those things every time I got the chance. I simply miss them now you’re gone.

What I really wish

is that you at least said goodbye.

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“Reach out when you feel alone, when you’re sad, when you’re hurt. Know I’m here. Know I’m with you.”

You told me that, but you’re not here nor there. You tell me to reach out when I need to feel loved, to remind myself I am not alone. Despite your kind words, I’m alone, I’m sad, and you’re not here. I feel like that’s just how the world works.

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The summer bugs have come back to greet me by my door. The song birds by my window sing the words of September. The stream outside is dry again and the only things left damp are my cheeks.

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See? Even when they try to tell you otherwise. You’re not important. You don’t deserve any extra effort. You are the benefit, and they are the vessels you serve.

How many people have died on their birthday? Their first, their thirty-first, it doesn’t matter.

I’m going to make my own cake tomorrow. I wonder if anyone will enjoy it.

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I wish I could see you right now. I hate feeling like this, unwanted and cumbering the ground around me. I’m occupying space that I should not be in, and the souls around me are wary.

I want to be near you because you don’t make me feel like my presence is unwelcome. You take my entire existence by the hand and hold it with your own and it makes me feel connected, wanted, loved.

I’m so tired of feeling like a burden.

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My heart will never harden to love. Once I love you,

there is a piece of me gone that I can’t

take back. The worst is I give myself

to anyone who’ll have me.

Tell me you need love,

tell me you need someone,

and I will fall

to my knees,

take your hand, and press my lips to your palm

regardless if you cup my cheek in return.

I will love you

even once you close the door behind you.

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The worst pain I’ve ever felt is knowing that you truly believe that I never loved you.

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I wish things were different.

I wish so many things were different.

I wish it were easier to remember the bad times when you’re alone, and not just when you’re friends are around.

I wish that when you were with them, the good things would be easily remembered too.

But when I bring up memories of you, everyone turns them sour.

They remind me of everything you wouldn’t give me, and it’s only when I’m alone, in the dark and the quiet of my bed where you used to sleep next to me, when I remember how much I still love you and how hard it is for me to remember anything bad about your smile and your songs or the smell of your hair.

No one is here to remind me that sometimes love alone just isn’t enough.