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There Was
There was but a respite of light from the dark, of warmth from the cold. Wrapped up tightly in a walking daydream, and exposed the depths of her soul. She knew not the hour, or the day of the week he had stolen her heart away. She knew only his kiss and the smile on his lips, as he held her and bid her to stay. She awoke with a start, clutching her heart, as she brought into focus the room. She could naught but stare at the man lying there, make-believing he was you.
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More
You were fine. Just not enough. She's just more. More what? Will she love you more? Feed your soul more? Contribute more? But you love her more. You want her more. You feed her more. But why? What is more? It's not a definitive unit of measurement. It's not a tangible goal. But more is what you seek when you aren't enough. I wish I was more. More confident in my beauty, both inside and out. More resilient to the heartbreak that stays close to me each day. More able to let you go without caring so damn much. More able? I am able. I am able to forgive myself…
