Wednesday, June 24, 2015


In my lowest moments I'm buoyed by the love I feel from others. I know that the pain of missing them is reciprocated. 

And how lucky am I to love people so much that it hurts to be away from them. How fiercely loved am I that they miss me as much. 

I never questioned their love. I never questioned mine. It never came into account until I left and realized how strong these pulls were. 

And how lucky am I to have been able to stretch these binds. To test them without meaning to. 

Some would never know how strong those bonds are. To test their own blindsided knowing that they had this love for them. 

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