a delicate anxiety is the sick gift
of our shared trauma
we managed to develop the same aching
the same gut wrenching feeling
manifested from
a dull childhood
based on manipulation
and senseless control
but sam
you are my
best friend
you are my
twin flame
we have lived separate lives
of suffering
but we had to
in order to meet
each other
our souls had to endure
the complexity of existence
beautiful and painful existence
this sadness persists
but I will never complain
no, I can’t
from the bottom of my heart
I am forever deep in the
debt of my angels
eternally grateful
to the universe
that my sam
is a part
of me
Dec 4, 2020
Dec 4, 2020 at 2:12 PM UTC
a delicate anxiety is the sick gift
of our shared trauma
we managed to develop the same aching
the same gut wrenching feeling
manifested from
a dull childhood
based on manipulation
and senseless control
but sam
you are my
best friend
you are my
twin flame
we have lived separate lives
of suffering
but we had to
in order to meet
each other
our souls had to endure
the complexity of existence
beautiful and painful existence
this sadness persists
but I will never complain
no, I can’t
from the bottom of my heart
I am forever deep in the
debt of my angels
eternally grateful
to the universe
that my sam
is a part
of me
we help each other grow and I love you :)
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