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Oct 2021
I know what Real feels like.
When it’s real there are no games.
No shame to be ourselves.
No limits to our desires and dreams, not even our own self-destruction.
  
🖤
I see you…
Your eyes tell me everything I need to know.
Yah…..That fall looks pretty steep.
As I Inch closer to the edge every time we meet.
Adrenaline exceeds.
So I step back about 10 feet.
Yah….That fear, it gets me too.
Losing myself for a moment, as I dance in the darkness of my own shame.
Becoming Self-destructive in my own way.
But I’ve played this game before.
As I convince myself that this can only be fleeting.

Bc….if you have lost a love….
a love so deep that the world stopped spinning.

I guess,
The game can seem tolerable for a while.
But only for a while.

And when I’m ready….

I’ll jump, if you jump….

Hoping that it’s you….on the Edge….
waiting for me.
🖤
Jessica B
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Jessica B  32/F
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