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Forgive me for lingering,
I do not know how to move on.
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Forgive me for lingering,
I do not know how to move on.
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In great moments of misery, I look to the trees and see my reflection. I remember what I am; matter in the breeze.
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The emptiness, which is always there.
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Mary Oliver, "The Moths" in Dream Work
There was a terrible truth I hadn’t told anyone about.
I had forgotten how to be a person 6 years ago, and since , I’d been simply faking it.
I felt as though I knew how to be the shape of a person, but not how to actually be one.
"Beautiful Losers", Leonard Cohen
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I felt sick with living or sick of living. Either way, a sickness associated with life.
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You are the hope.
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I think you are supposed to be here.
I think you were supposed to be born.
I think you are supposed to stick around, and hold onto life.
I think you should stay.
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I don’t know how to stop looking at you like you’re a God.
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You fade out of my life, and I have known no greater pain.
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“You see right through it,
You pass right through.”
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The world compels me to carry on
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I want to be the thing which shines in the light.
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I know it is love, because I am okay with leaving.
It hurts, god does it hurt.
But you’ve made me wonder what I might be able to do, where I might be able to go, who I might become.
You’ve loved me back to life.
I hope you know that.
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I am so afraid of endings.
Please don’t go.
Please let me stay.
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