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hi. please take care of yourself. you are loved. you are a thousand times enough.
1258. You hold your happiness.
I knew how to love the weather even on bad days, because it was always good.
I shed a few tears, and the clouds poured out. I smiled, and the sun shined.
I kept dreaming of you when it rained, and when it didn’t.
You were close, and I wasn’t scared.
I walked through the cold wind and the stars shined above.
And when I had a bad day, the moon checked on me through the dark clouds.
I will know, when love decides to walk towards me. It’ll brush every corner of my body but would change nothing, It’ll all just be a little less messy, and I will know.
So I learn to love the weather even on bad days, because it has always been good.
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And I wonder,
how many—
aching moments
my heart
can endure,
before
it tastes
the love
it deserves
to have.
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You know. Sometimes I’d really just not be last pick or last resort. Like I don’t even have to be first… it would be nice. But could you just stop picking me at all so I’m not last. Seriously. I don’t have to be first but I’d like to. It would be nice to know I matter a lot. But I clearly don’t. And, you know, I deserve to matter and be treated that way and feel that way. So please just do me a favor and stop picking me. Thanks.