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but like sometimes I don't have words to write because there are so many in my brain and it's like jsakshshd

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To be in the same room as someone you're infatuated with; knowing that you're listening to the same music and thinking of the same things and feeling the same loneliness and you can't do anything because they're not yours.

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There is a lot of division in this country right now. You may be stressed. You may be scared. It is okay.

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talking to few, but feeling alone. loneliness is present. does talking to more lead to no more empty feelings? the streets are crowding with people. is someone feeling this too? all there was was excitement. blinding excitement; dangerous. will the empty heart be filled with skyscrapers and nameless faces? (Update: I wrote this when he left. I was in despair, and I was writing this through tears. Four months later, I was cleaning out some boxes and found this piece. The words were scrawled furiously on paper, and lined with sad feelings. I read between the lines and found hopelessness. Four months later, I am happy. I am content with those around me. I am thankful for my family and friends, and I don't think about him. There is hope for everyone and everything.)

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You saw me as a moth. Ignored, looked past. However, you were the light to my eyes. I was a moth to your flame, and you captivated my eye. But to you, I was just a moth.

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stuck between "if it's meant to be it will be" and "if you want it make it happen

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confidence is so important honey

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when you lie awake at night thinking of the most perfect scenarios in your head

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you may see stars in my eyes, but yours hold an abundance of galaxies.

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And these are the times I realize that being hurt isn't just hanging out with people and having them make you happy and being fixed It's lying completely still in bed at 3:46 am wondering what you did Not wanting to eat because you can't tell him how the food is Not wanting to wake up because you can't tell him how your day goes

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Relating is comforting. With the more people you have in a given situation, the more raw emotion becomes worn like a scarlet letter pinned to others' chests. With all the raw emotions whisking around a given area at the same time, there has to be multiple people feeling the same. With more people, becomes more relation, and with more relation, becomes more comfort.