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We are all so fucking selfish,

And sometimes it intertwines

Mistaking it for kindness.

But there are people out there that know the truth.

And I would like to pretend I am one of them.

Although I am probably just as guilty.



She’s back,

But of course it’s not the same.

The past is in the past.

I get it, nothing stays forever.

I don’t get it, what’s wrong with forever?

No matter how you slice it,

Leaving is leaving.

I’ve realized that everyone at some point will leave.

Fuck, I wish I could leave me.

Maybe get a bird’s eye view of my loneliness

Cursing my hands for their stillness,

I’m just waiting for the return of a ghost.