You aren't listening to me. You don't read what I am saying. My words hit a wall and bounce back to me like an echo. It's not fun talking to myself. I have others who love to engage with me, but unfortunately, the one I want to talk to is you. Futile effort it is really.
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The writing was on the wall. It just took me a very long time to read it, comprehend it.... That we were never . We were never meant to be.... -
It's strange how much a four legged furry family member brings you warmth. Yesterday, I asked my doggo to sit next to me, and she did. ... -
Do not worry about your tears. They are your ocean. A release. Full of emotion. A swell, a tide, salty and sweet. You are a deeply feeling...
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