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Late Night Thoughts
I find myself for a loss of words. Not because I believe that the words have left me forever, no. But because of how astonished I am. After over a year of being nothing, of being no one, I feel like a person again. And not just a person, but an individual. But you see, that is where I get lost. Because, although I feel this way, I also feel like I belong with someone. No, not to someone, but with someone. And not just anyone. I am my own person now. I can do what I want, say what I want, have what I want, feel what I want. All without worry that someone is going to tell me that I am wrong. And yet, by choice, I am not alone. I am, finally, a partner. Not just a toy in someone else's game, but a player on the same team. My own opinion and feelings are taken into consideration. Choices are made based off of what I believe and what I feel. I am, finally, a first pick and not just thrown to the side like I'm not even human...
So maybe I have no rhyme left in me. So maybe I can't feel the rhythm deep inside of me. That part of my life is over, and I am happy to leave it behind.
7/18/15; 1:39am
So maybe I have no rhyme left in me. So maybe I can't feel the rhythm deep inside of me. That part of my life is over, and I am happy to leave it behind.
7/18/15; 1:39am
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