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You were like a gourmet meal, made just for me. Insttead, i went and got fast food. My ass still has not forgive me.
When we're together, the world is perfect. There is no pain, all that surrounds us is joy and laughter. Your indescribable to me. Why is it that when you gave me your heart, only asking for me to hold it gently and to keep it safe, i dismissed it? I threw it forcefully onto the ground and stepped on it.
I'm sorry.
These thorns have become apart of me now.
They have dug so deep into my skin that they are now imbeded.
I wish i could get close to you,
but if i do, im afraid that the thorns will puncture you too.
As I look out my window at the mesmorizing view, I'm reminded of all those who don't have the luxuries that I have. They live their life in constant fear on not getting their needs met. Its kind of a sweet and sour thing, how one can realize how blessed they really are and yet feel so sorry for those who aren't as fortunate.
Sneaky the way that you can make yourself belive things. Sneaky the way others can make you believe that they care.
Running away is one of the easiest things one can do. Returning to deal with those things is one of the hardest. When you burry all of that down, keep all of those feelings locked away, they begin to grow and flourish; like the spreading of mold or unwanted bacteria until everything is consumed by it. You are no longer what you were.
I have returned to myself. hopefully for good thistime. its so easy to brach away and get caught up in the demons that haunt us, but i promise i will never hold their hands again. However promises, are not always fulfilled.
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