I don't want to be saved. I want to be found.

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If you see this, I still love you

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I let you live between the silence of my ifs and buts in my thoughts, and I know the great love stories have cool endings, but ours, being an almost, was one of the greatest

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Your pain is always protecting you

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Don't trade your identity for approval

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Why were you digging?
What did you bury
Before those hands
Pulled me from the earth?

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Knock knock
Who's there?
I'm here to save you

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Just a drawing I made

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I was up all night listening to you, oh those sweet midnight memories. You took me home, and our love was made in the A.M. you came down to four, and not after long you went in a different direction.

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And suddenly one September evening, grief walked in. She would come stand by me at the door, and when I do mundane activities like washing the dishes she would sit across the counter, when I was listening to class she would sit next to me on my bench, at nights, she drew the blinds and said you're not alone. Yeah, I wasn't. Grief would make low pitched yearning noises, she always drew the blinds, prefers darkness. And one day I saw the truth. Under all that wreckage, greif had a heart. Scarred, bruised, yet still beating. Grief was a friend.

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