Day 12
We have been talking about finding my ground.
We have been talking about all that pain that seems to hide behind all those smiles.
I have been holding back tears, fears, words, lest I open a world that I cannot control.
You have been patient, waiting.
I wonder why we compare things. People, feelings, love, hate.
I find myself feeling like I felt this once; then wondering was it the same thing even. It was different, it was real, but so is this. Different; but why compare?
I have been wanting to find content.
And I have been on that road for a while.
So many people, things and words form this circle.
I might have just closed the loop with you.
We have been talking about finding my ground.
We have been talking about all that pain that seems to hide behind all those smiles.
I have been holding back tears, fears, words, lest I open a world that I cannot control.
You have been patient, waiting.
I wonder why we compare things. People, feelings, love, hate.
I find myself feeling like I felt this once; then wondering was it the same thing even. It was different, it was real, but so is this. Different; but why compare?
I have been wanting to find content.
And I have been on that road for a while.
So many people, things and words form this circle.
I might have just closed the loop with you.
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