some days, i wonder what
it’s like to not be the
odd girl dining alone
in a restaurant or coffee shop
scribbling notes.
i can feel that tinge
of loneliness in the
cold breeze and bright
city lights.the longing
for something you never had…
to hold hands with someone
while looking up at
the fireworks…
still on my wish list, waiting to be crossed out.
i am tired of chasing, trying to fix things.
maybe i was wrong to convince myself i could do this.
maybe i’m not really cut out to take care of someone other than myself.
i can only try so much.
i am done.
today, i am done.
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photo: desicomments.com
it gets exhausting sometimes.
people. plans. people and their uncanny ability to suck the life out of you. plans that don’t go right.
i need to breathe.
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photo:rule62indavis
