Tiny Thoughts And Snapshots

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And yet, I do.

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Does each person in your life

get a certain amount of tears

allotted to them?

And once you've cried them all out,

you have no more tears left for them?

If that's so, why isn't it the same with pain?

It doesn't seem fair that I still hurt but

don't have the tears left to relieve it,

if only for a minute.

But, then again, the respite that weeping provides

is temporary.

Momentary.

Isn't this all supposed to be easier as time goes by?

Why am I still so raw?

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I can't help but hurt myself with you.

Atticus

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The saddest and most

comforting words - I think I'm

getting over you.

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When you come back, you will not be you. And I may not be I.

E.M. Forster

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(Again.)

It's my own fault, really.

I tried to scale the walls you work so hard to protect.

I broke the rules.

(Again.)

There was a trace of unease in my mind.

I suppose I have to apologize for that

because, as you said, it's not my job to care.

It's not my concern.

So I'll own the mistake because

I broke the rules.

(Again.)

I won't encroach upon your walls.

I won't struggle to breach your barriers.

I won't try to break down your defenses

Because if I do,

I'll bruise.

I'll shatter.

I'll break into pieces.

And it'll hurt.

(Again.)

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"And whether you like it or not, I belong to you."

-Franz Kafka

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