You taught me how to be alone. And I learned my lesson, in your absence.
pleasefindthisDear Future You,
Hold on. Please.
Love, Me.
Dear Current You,
I’m holding on. But it hurts.
Love, Me.
Dear Past You,
I held on. Thank you.
Love, Me.
As you fall, remember that you are part of a beautiful story that did not start when you were born.
Remember that you are the universe exhaling, a breeze waiting to blow across a field of tall grass.
Remember, you are part of a beautiful story that did not start when you were born.
As your body cuts through the air, think of only the things that made you smile, the people that made you love, the ideas that made you strong.
Remember, those things will never happen again but they cannot unhappen.
Remember, you are part of a beautiful story that did not start when you were born.
Remember, what you felt can't ever be taken away.
Remember, you are part of a beautiful story that did not start when you were born.
And it will not end when you die.
Remember.
It doesn't hurt because if you keep hurting the same part of you again and again and again, the nerve endings all die. And when that happens, that part of you goes numb. That's why it doesn't hurt. Don't be proud of it.
pleasefindthisJust like you mistook lust for love, you have mistaken with being alone for loneliness. So I'm fine. Thanks for asking.
pleasefindthisTags: love loneliness lust being-alone
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