I remember you.
Pining, lurking, eating all the crumbs of affirmation.
Looking for the attention that momentarily validates your existence. Hurting for more. Masking your invisibility. Masking your insecurities.
Falling into the emotional discord that becomes you.
You are just a tree that fell in the woods with no one left to hear.
Rise up. Learn yourself. Value yourself. You can't go backwards. Fuck what they say, fuck what they think. Nothing else matters when you lay dying. Follow your heart. Forgive. Move on. Be brave. Love yourself.
1:15 p.m. - 2020-06-07
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