I'm saying this for myself, not expecting anything. I experience things strange, meaningful, connected to her and they're real. Other people notice too. Sometimes it feels like a test of trust or faith, and honestly, I'm tired. Just being truthful.

Here you are standing in front of me
Needing me to hold you together when you feel like your falling apart inside.
Afraid I might disappear if you applied too much pressure
Your touch feather light and tentative
So confusing, so messy, and yet...
a wry smile, despite the tears still clinging to your lashes.
Nothing about this feels okay,
Opening your eyes to me
Remembered intensity
Drawing strength from my presence
Breath hitches at my gentle reassurance
All it takes is a steady rhythm
I know you are scared of these feelings and what they mean.
Slowly and hesitantly you are reaching out to rest over my heart
After all we are inches from being home
You cry because you feel vulnerable with me
the understanding threatens to overwhelm your carefully constructed walls.
You are only cold because you are frozen by the weight of my sincerity and at war with yourself

>>81664619
I am going to answer your question as if it was asked by her.

I feel I should and it's better to trust these waves instead of distrust them. It may be the only way home to shore.
Here is the answer to what you wanted to ask but couldn't.

I don't play by the world's rules and will answer the question you couldn't ask, but wanted to. The one you feel so much stronger than the ability to communicate.

I will be honest with you and tell you my truth. It's long but that why the truth is rarely communicated, taught by the world outside of us that there is a negativity to sharing that complete honesty.

But Im not writing to the world, now am I?

I'm writing to you...

So I'll tell the truth, my truth.

https://youtu.be/0-aZxeG1mas?si=SueXNU3Sa1Y2aHFj

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I know I'm close when everything starts showing up at once pushing me to listen or see lies. Testing to see if I will fault her (falter).

I know what I did wrong with her and I learned the lesson from my fault. I needed to choose her. To choose to trust her overall else, no matter how convincing or similar, only her voice in real life reflects who she is to me.

In silence She is as I last heard her.

Dream good dreams.
I can't wait