I wish for the strength to gather up everything I've ever invested, and walk away.
quietly, unceremoniously, like I was never there.
I want to be able to find a way around this. I want to give myself a chance to get used to it. I want to last long enough for it to lose its sting. like it never happened.
till then, I wish for the strength to survive this. every day I try to reason it away. it's not a loss. I never had you.
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'I will look at cliffs and clouds
With quiet eyes,
Watch the wind bow down the grass,
And the grass rise.
And when lights begin to show,
Up from the town,
I will mark which must be mine,
And then start down...'
With quiet eyes,
Watch the wind bow down the grass,
And the grass rise.
And when lights begin to show,
Up from the town,
I will mark which must be mine,
And then start down...'
