i sit in the sun, and cry, it feels good, the warmth of the sun, and the crying, it's soothing, both, the tears wash something away, i don't know what, i am not unhappy
i like to think that our crying, since i do it too, is the mourning for a sadness in our past that is leaving us - something that has been around us so long we have grown accustomed to its consistency and constancy (in this ever-changing world), and we miss it, even as we struggle to understand that it is healthy for it to go. it is a difficult parting.
i like to think that our crying, since i do it too, is the mourning for a sadness in our past that is leaving us - something that has been around us so long we have grown accustomed to its consistency and constancy (in this ever-changing world), and we miss it, even as we struggle to understand that it is healthy for it to go. it is a difficult parting.
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