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One of the rare moments when I start to feel a little sad, a little angry, a little bitter... and then I think, I just miss what I had. Just.. missing it. I shouldn't be sorry to miss it should I? But then I tell myself, I can't go back, I can't go back embracing the darkness. I can't climb back in to the dark hole and lay there, and wait for my broken bones to mend.
And that's what I'm really afraid of. Going back to that. So... am I comfortable with where I am right now?
x L
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