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Just me and him... Having a conversation in the quiet of night. Just me and him... Baring honesty with no restrictions, no fright. I tell him, "Why must it always rain on me?" I confide in him, "Why do I feel what others don't see?" Momentary silence... And then he says, ***"It doesn't always rain... Sometimes you are sheltered. You feel too much. Over things that shouldn't have mattered."*** Pause... I am a child, fighting my case. *"If I don't, who then will choose to care? Who then will toil for days to come? I'm exhausted now... And it's not fair."* He chides me in an instant. ***"It was your choice to take on this role. It was a decision made freely. If you're looking a direction in which to point, point to a mirror and you'll see the reason why it's taking a toll."*** I gasp in faux disbelief for I know it is true. I've known all along that it's me, not you. I hesitate... And then I reply... "Oh shut up!"
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Aug 18, 2016
Aug 18, 2016 at 12:43 PM UTC
Conscience