but honey, it's these little moments that matter. these are the only times when you may just cease to forget your troubles, your fights, your aching mind. these are the times, the seconds in which you discover yourself and those around you. you find out who's there with you and who isn't. you live with a constant excitement and anxiety during those seconds, only to have the adventure of this fragmented here-and-now to fill your
h o l l o w soul.
it is in these moments that you, as a vessel, are filled to the brim, filled with contentment.
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smile, my love
Poetrybut the world is cruel. it will shatter you, make you feel so insecure, make you feel so very sorry, you will think of ways to leave, to stay or to simply s u r v i v e. but you must go on. so, please. smile, my love. * *...
