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I'm trying....
I’m trying not to cry,
I’m trying not to care,
I’m trying not to live my life
Wishing you were there.
I’m trying not to smile,
I’m trying not to laugh,
I’m trying not to enjoy your presence
every time you pass.
I’m trying not to give in to depression,
I’m trying not to show my tears,
I’m trying not to dwell
On the fact that you’re not here.
I’m trying not to look,
I’m trying not to stare,
I’m trying not to show the world
That I actually care.
I’m trying to ignore my feelings
Whenever I see you.
I’m trying to ignore the voice
That’s desperate to scream
“I want you!”
I’m trying not to fantasize,
I’m trying not to dream,
I’m trying not to think about
The love that will never be.
I’m trying not to wonder
Where you are or what you do.
I’m trying not to obsess over
The fact that she’s with you.
I’m trying and trying and trying
But it’s something I just can’t do.
I’m sorry, I can’t help myself,
I fell in love with you.
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“Truth is always stranger than fiction. We craft fiction to match our sense of how things ought to be, but truth cannot be crafted. Truth is, and truth has a way of astonishing us to our knees. Reminding us, that the universe does not exist to fulfill our expectations. Because we are imperfect beings who are self-blinded to the truth of the world’s stunning complexity, we shave reality to paper thin theories and ideologies that we can easily grasp – and we call them truths. But the truth of a sea in all it’s immensity cannot be embodied in one tidewashed pebble.”