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Nov 2017
i’m too busy
thinking about why it doesn’t matter
to wonder if it should.
everyone else seems to be skilled
in the art of leaving
i never was skilled in the art
of being left behind.

i wouldn’t expect a post card
if i were you.
don’t worry
i’ll try my best to miss you
at some point.
n. something beautiful will happen to me eventually, and all the people who left before it comes will wish they had stuck around a little longer.
Written by
alex  22/Non-binary
(22/Non-binary)   
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