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everything matters
          it is real
          it is deep

Missing home.

can you cradle me?..

وُعُودُ البَقَاءِ مُؤْلِمَةٌ.

Pls Kiss me tenderly.
          So I forget the pain I've endured

لَنْ تَعودَ حَتْماً.
          لَنْ يَعودَ شَيْءٌ كَالسّابِقِ بَيْنَنا.

I get so mad walking up to reality

أنتِ… لن تُحبّينني إلى تلك الدرجة أبدًا.
          معرفة هذا تؤلمني كثيرًا.

Are these the lives that we have opted to lead?

I just keep taking refuge at places that hurt a little less than the last.