i
am very unsure of why i care so much
maybe it's extreme sympathy for situation?
or is it something else?
am i holding onto a thought?
or do i remember something subconsciously?
or
is it just my happiness to finally hear your thoughts?
i feel comfortable
i can make jokes
i don't feel cramped
i feel natural
and
although you didn't say anything
about my ceremony, i understand
you're fine
but i know you'd have such enthusiasm for me
you'd be happy
or atleast act that way
im very happy you're doing better
and i understand all the similarities
and to know what to think and say is such a skill
to know what happened
to understand it beyond comparison
to have felt the same
it's comforting
and im glad i was there for you, really
shows you're willing to be close
thank you for giving me a chance
can i do anything, anything for you, lucy?
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I'll Be Fine (pt. 2 of 2)
Poetrypoetry showing my stress. relieving, coping, really. continuing to add poems, sometimes daily. use this as place to talk about your own frustrations and dances with pain and strife
