"When we can no longer dream, we die" -Emma Goldman

Thursday, May 21, 2009

We Embrace

The blue haze washes over me
Saying that a part of me dies is too dramatic and
saying that I cried wouldn't be enough to
express the undeniable and unavoidable truth that
you are the one thing that I cannot have.
the unattainable
the unbelievable
the thing I will have to watch walk away, and smile as I do so.
Sometimes support is the best thing in the
world to have. But what happens when you are giving
it to the right person in the wrong circumstances?
I want to be the one standing across from you
not the person standing behind her.

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