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She was alone. The kind of alone no one desires. The kind where you think you want to drown, but in reality, all you want is to be saved.
But maybe it’s impossible to hate someone without loving them.
Affection was akin to weakness.
“What did they say?” “Everything you didn’t know you needed to hear.”
If it’s remembered, the meaning can’t be fully erased.”
surviving is not living,”
How can hearts continue beating through the many cracks, fissures, and breaks? Anyone who says time heals all wounds hasn’t had many wounds. Time masks all wounds. Time was a band-aid on a broken leg.
He pierced through her armored heart and never patched the hole. Why was life always like that? The ones who inflicted the most damage never thought to repair it. They just left you broken for the next person to deal with those twisted scars.
Impossible was just a word created to assemble boundaries.
Time was the silent torturer.
Moments may fade, but scars don’t. The pain always remains.
On the surface of the earth, humanity’s greatest triumph and heaviest burden was always free will.
