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I have never been good at hiding my anything under more than a thin layer of trying to hold back the parts of me not everyone should see I am not afraid of who I am or how I feel and I don't think they should be either but I'm sorry if my sandpaper tongue and teary eyes are too much I'm sorry for the mistakes I have made and the ones I will surely make because I'm not very good at knowing everything or censoring my sensitivity I'd like to think that I was good to him and I'll be good to this one too I'd like to think I didn't make a mess I couldn't clean up because I'm a little bit OCD And I don't like admitting that I'm afraid if things out of my control I don't believe in perfection but I like the bright days and I don't want to be the kind of person that breaks hearts and makes happiness hard because I like whole, happy hearts and I still love him in the hardest way the way that makes me want his life to not be a part of mine because I would just like some peace of mind
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Jan 14, 2014
Jan 14, 2014 at 1:45 AM UTC
Peace Prayer
I have never been good at hiding my anything under more than a thin layer of trying to hold back the parts of me not everyone should see I am not afraid of who I am or how I feel and I don't think they should be either but I'm sorry if my sandpaper tongue and teary eyes are too much I'm sorry for the mistakes I have made and the ones I will surely make because I'm not very good at knowing everything or censoring my sensitivity I'd like to think that I was good to him and I'll be good to this one too I'd like to think I didn't make a mess I couldn't clean up because I'm a little bit OCD And I don't like admitting that I'm afraid if things out of my control I don't believe in perfection but I like the bright days and I don't want to be the kind of person that breaks hearts and makes happiness hard because I like whole, happy hearts and I still love him in the hardest way the way that makes me want his life to not be a part of mine because I would just like some peace of mind
I am struggling to articulate my feelings in this weird, weird situation. We are done, but he is everywhere. And we keep messing it up.
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Jan 14, 2014
Jan 14, 2014 at 1:45 AM UTC
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