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Poetry

These are the thoughts that wake me in the middle of the night. They have sat in my notes for years and now I want to share them.

But This Isn't Really living, Is It?

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by someonesecret1999

by someonesecret1999

I refuse to rely on someone else for my own happiness.

I can make myself happy on my own, I don’t need to get hurt because I relied on someone else for it.

I don’t want someone to be able to walk away whenever they want, and take my happiness with them.