On Meeting You
December 23, 2018 at 2:48 pm Leave a comment
On Meeting You
these shards remain
of our prolonged meeting
distorted echoes and
reflections, and
each time i touch a
shard, a shattered
memory, you cannot guess (at all)
how bitterly i bleed
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Not real life, at least this has nothing to do with a specific person. I suppose someone who always knows the glass is half full (rather than half empty)–the optimist–could embrace losing relationships as well. Actually I know some do, and the common reasoning was that it was an opportunity for growth.
Were it current, I probably wouldn’t be able to post this.
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