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this is why we love, and how we live — an excerpt from ‘the fruits from a family tree’
“i remember everything feeling heavy; my arms, my legs, my torso: every fiber of my being felt a weight that i couldn’t explain. i didn’t know what i felt in that moment because not a single word came to mind — only piercing bell chimed in, demanding to be heard. the weight and that single noise only existed now, and i was somewhere else. it was like i was trapped, piled under the brutal landslide of snow, an avalanche in the mist of a winter storm. i wanted to scream but couldn’t muster the strength to do so. quickly, a sort of claustrophobia sat in, a still panic. as the air thickened around me, i lost my place in this world, unable to recognize my own mind, body, and soul. i was a stranger to me now. i read the words that she sent and everything was heavy…”
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i sometimes dream of the day i stop talking about you and writing about you even though i fear that day will never come
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STILL
i have this feeling
i would be good this time
i would love you the way you need
i would understand when you wanted to be understood
i would love us in a way where we both would be okay
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And if i get lost...
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