a different sort of sadness

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I'm sad

not blue or gray or black sad
not melancholy or dreary sad
not rain or snow or clouds sad

I'm sad

but I don't hate anything
I'm not raging against the machine
or looking in the mirror asking where I fucked up

I'm sad

but I'm in love with this sadness
I don't hate it
I cling to it

I'm sad

but only for them
for the way their lips move when they smile
and the way their eyes squint when they laugh

I'm sad

but in a happy way
cause the 200 miles between me and them hurt
but it feels all the better when we're together

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