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graceyvelovette-blog · 10 years ago
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We emotionally manipulated one another until we thought it was love.
— Warsan Shire (34 Excuses for Why We Failed at Love)
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graceyvelovette-blog · 10 years ago
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I am not crazy. I am simply a deck of cards that needs to be shuffled every other heartbreak or so. I’m a broken down car that people too easily give up on and abandon on the side of the freeway, One exit away from home. I’m the last person you’re with before you’re with the last person you’ll ever love. I’m a forsaken love letter, Lost in an ocean of ‘acceptable social conventions.’ I’m the man you passed up on because the boy that broke your heart still has it in his back pocket. Don’t you dare call me crazy, When you have no idea what I’ve been through. Don’t you dare call me crazy, When the very ground you walk on was paved with my compliments and validations. Don’t you dare call me crazy, Because where I’m from, Trees give up their branches so that you can have firewood. Where I’m from, Love is not something we run from. Rather we embrace it, Like a jacket on a freezing cold day, Like a dying light that needs to be fed. Where I’m from, We take that one in a million chance in the foolish, optimistic hopes that the reward will, for once, be greater than the risk. See, I’m not crazy. You are…
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