Guess it wasn’t enough for you to be at that hospital bed
For you to utter the words, “I’m not ready yet”
I guess Im special because
I get to walk through the stinging nettles of death
So I know we don’t have much time left
And while you’re busy straightening all those knots
The ship is sailing away
Because life just happens that way
Your tears will be stranded in the lonely night
Bargaining for the chance to seize that day
you can truly be scary real and so deep and i admire that uniqueness about you
and fee that depth always
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That means so much to hear. I hope it always comes across as honesty because that’s what it is :)) not always pretty but honest
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