in times of despair, we do crazy things.
i thought i had my life together when i met him.
i thought my life would be so much better with him.
in times of weakness, we make stupid decisions.
i knew my life was upside down.
but he began to turn it around.
in times of grace, we decide to race.
we race to the nearest person to that brings us joy.
but we all know that the joy is short lived because nothing compares to the sadness that we all crave.
we all like being sad because when we're sad we can be alone.
we all want someone to be there to pick us up.
but when no one comes we see that love never really mattered.
~awsten
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secrets ; gawsten
Poetrydeep down, we're all capable of unspeakable acts. highest ranking /// •58 in poetry
