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how can it be

that you can have something one minute

that seems so real, so fresh, so amazing

and in the blink of an eye,

it disappears?

i felt as though

i would never feel this way again for someone

and someone would never feel this way again for me

i keep thinking,

i found someone that sees something in me

i don't even see

but i guess i was wrong

and i've been broken before

and it's been hard

but somehow i've managed to glue myself back together

and finally, once i'm ready to open myself up once more

i break all over again

and although there has been no drama this time, no bitterness,

i can't help but feel empty

like something so much greater could have happened

and i feel like i've wasted something-

i hate that feeling. like it's been a waste.

i can't just pour out my feelings, shed myself, who i am, my thoughts, my dreams, my goals,

everything about myself, to someone

and then let them go free,

have them become a stranger, a foreign landscape, something so distant, so intangible

and then i'm left here trying to suppress what i'm feeling,

like i'm back to square one, like it never happened at all.