You say you care about me so much.
You say I am so special and important to you.
If I am, why won't you fight for me?
Why do you go on, staring into my eyes, almost saying, "I love you," if you won't fight for us?
I may be special to you, but not enough to eliminate the darkness in your heart.
Even with the brightest light shining, a shadow can still be cast.
And that is what would have happened, had I stayed.
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Just Look at the Stars
No FicciónAt my worst, one thing has always served as therapeutic to me. The world around me could be falling to pieces, and if I sit outside and just look at the stars, I realize how small these problems are compared to the universe around us. Things will ge...
