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Sep 3, 2018 · 1 min read

It’s going to be a very long month, that’s the one thing I’m sure by now. I’ve had you again for a brief period of time and it was like having sand on my hands… It felt like I was at the beach, it was warm and the breeze was coming and going and coming and going and the sand by the sea is the one easier to keep. It gets stuck all over one’s hand; I felt like I was trying too hard to keep you around me. I went straight to the ocean and tried to wash it away from me. I had beers and rom-com too, thought about letting new people in but what a awful idea it was! I have always loved the ocean, I hated the sand. I love to have you around even for a few minutes but after that life just feels too much.

Have you ever thought that you loved someone and would never be capable to do so any time again? I have. And I did. Now it seems like I am just way too lost on my own. How does it feel not feeling lonely, my dear? My days may have more than 24 hours and I have no idea of what to do in at least 1/3 of it.

I can’t stop thinking about you, also.

At some point I started loving others way more than I have ever loved myself.

https://youtu.be/3y7lP_kpiqE it hurts to know the hardest part it hasn’t come yet

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