Monday, July 23, 2012


One sentence, hell, even just one damned word can change so much.

One phrase.

I try drowning out the negativity. I try soaking in the goodness around me. I try blocking out your faults, my faults, our mistakes. I try to keep holding on despite the bullshit.

It's tiring. It's draining. I'm starting to realize.

I'm telling myself it will be worth it in the end. And will be, for sure.
It's only another rough patch, isn't it?

But how many have we had?
How many more?

Tell me we'll be okay.
Reassure me.
Stay with me.
Hold me together.

For you're my anchor.
Keep my feet stable on the ground.
Keep me from floating away into abyss.
Keep my thoughts together.

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