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something akin to love

hold me by my woven seagrass handles  
pour me into the river so i may flow far away  
i'll collide against the rocks, splitting in half  
joining back together on the other side  
reflecting different colors as the sun sets  
waiting for an end, or maybe just expecting it  
 
something that is not unlike pain may be
the closest to being loved that i have ever felt
i am unraveled, unworthy, and unfinished  
but perhaps i am not unloved or unlovable  
if you can wash me away; unstained so easily  
i'll go wherever you wish to take me
Written by drinkingflux (mila throat)
Published | Edited 23rd May 2023
Author's Note
wrote this on the 4th floor of my school while looking out the window. there is a nice view of all of the neighborhoods and sometimes, when it's not too cloudy, i can see the mountains in the distance.
first submission on this site. i hope you enjoy it.

music is what inspires me to write, so here's a song:
heart to heart by mac demarco.
edit:
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