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It's Palpable


A song.

A tshirt you kept.

A photo.

A hairclip.

A movie ticket stub.

A credit card receipt.

A plane ticket stub.

A gift you/they gave.

All little tokens of past affections sprinkled around your apartment like confetti.

I cried yesterday cause I felt loney. Tick tock.

Not that I'm always sad, but when I am it sucks and I tend retreat from the world. Hide away from all it's offerings and it's neediness.

Tucked in my bed on a rainy day with my cat to keep me company.

It's cruel that the very thing that hurt you so bad is what will eventually heal you. This is love. This is its nature.

Tomorrow I'll read this blog and it will all seem so very silly to me.