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Un-answerable Questions

being in the presence of a person who must know everything

 

is drastically different than being by myself,

because I want nothing more than to obliviously exist

to only know what I have to

 

I have a hard enough time processing what happened years ago

 

and it just amazes me that you, who has been through so much,

who has seen and done and survived all these things I can't even imagine

that you still ask questions. that you still don't hide from these things.

 

You make me feel like a coward with all of your questions

 

But you also make me realize that maybe

I should start hunting my own monsters actively

maybe I should ask more questions

 

and maybe the answer to your ever pressing question

of how oil and vinegar became such fast friends

is that we needed someone completely opposite

to keep ourselves afloat

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Jan 23, 2014
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