The words I don’t say.
The tears I don’t shed.
They hold millions of words.
Each tear drop encloses pain.
How can the same water we drink to quench our thirst be the
one we release when we are in pain?
How can the same chocolate we take it to calm our nerves be
the same one that causes diabetes?
The same fire we use in cooking burns down people’s houses.
I’m just trying to say simply that most of the people we
bring so close to us are the ones that wear and tear us.
I wonder where we are leading ourselves to.
We all seem very confused.
Almost all our sorrows can be traced to relationships with the wrong people and our joys to relationships with the right people.
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Be alright ok?
That much matters.
Poignant piece. I love this!
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