didn’t I tell you?

Makes the best show doesn’t it? To pretend every things okay? I watched the rain steam up coffee shop windows and listened to people talking as I wrote. Life buzzed around me and weakness was shown more than once by the people around me.  I realized that people can handle other peoples weakness. That perhaps humanity is guided by us bearing one anthers burdens. Maybe I am just talking, maybe I am just regurgitating everything I have heard, but it’s true. The world can handle your pain, as much as the next persons. Other people love where there is a concave, like the ocean filling itself with water. We fill each others wounds until we all have pieces of each other within. Until we become a kaleidoscope of each others love, and didn’t I tell you years ago- that that was enough?

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