that words can scarcely explain…
acceptance of the state of things,
and love without explanation.
I'm quite okay with being refused,
even as the offer was never made,
absurdities, they seem to rule
my thoughts… I really can't explain.
I've reached a place of balanced hopefulness.
And I'm a terrible poet.
But it feels poetic.
So I've tried to capture it.
Yes, I do, I do want to live. Very much so.
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