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A Poem My Fucking Heart Couldn't Name

Don't be afraid. As surely as you fell in love with this person, you will fall in love again.
After all, you have fallen in love before.
So unclench your hands. You have only found the key to your happiness, but the door that shelters it is somewhere else, maybe far away from here.

I whisper this to myself to keep from dreaming.  

This time, you can't win
because it’s most frequent that reaching for love, you grab a lesson (like in a swarm of moths surrounding one bewitching butterfly)
with your hand clawing at the image of the  horizon though one day you will catch it, and these lessons will help you whenever you do.

So dissipate behind the curtain. Someone else's love story is playing on the stage.
Written by DecipherMe
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