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āWe were waves on shore, pulling away but always returningā
ā A previous reality, now a finally broken cycle
The hearts of Florence WelchĀ
nooo not the weight of it all lol
iām not sure iām capable of being loved right now / i feel safe in my quiet way of living and telling my secrets to thread & paper / i donāt know what iād say if you asked me to know myself / more
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E. E. Cummings, The Complete Poems: 1904-1962
There is too much tension in a finale that approaches yet never arrives.
Days filled with fear, weeks of anxiety, a year of dread and anticipation.
A when, not an if. The exit sign glowing at the end of the hall, a hallway that shrinks and stretches in ways I cannot begin to comprehend. Yet there are times when the door is clearly open and the wall behind seems to shove me through.
Then I blink and find myself back at the end of this ever shifting, seemingly infinite, hall.
Was it a warning? When you told me the end was coming. Or was it just a notification? The anticipation drained from this moment, anticlimactic. There is no explosion, the wick reached its end and all that followed was silence and an empty home.
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I watched as everything Iād ever done crumbled and lept at me all at once.
An attack and a sign of defeat. Nothing left in the tank, except what it would take to fall apart.
I wish it had been what it couldāve been instead of what it was