You read. You realise.
That no longer are the rainbows and butterflies.

The subtlety of life and it's wonders.

And random conversations resounds in your head.
Intrigued by a stranger.
And a song plays itselfs over and over.
A safe pulsate.
And you wonder where everyone is.
You'll see.
That everyone was right where they are.

You're the fleeting shadow.

After a while you learn the subtle difference
between holding a hand and chaining a soul
And you learn that love does not mean leaning
and company does not always mean security
And you begin to learn that kisses are not contracts
and presents are not promises

And you begin to accept your defeats
with your head up and your eyes ahead
with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child
And you learn to build all your roads on today
because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans
and futures have a way of falling down in flight
After a while you learn that even sunshine burns
if you get too much

So you plant your own garden
and decorate your own soul
instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers
And you learn that you really can endure
that you really are strong
and you really do have worth

And you learn and you learn
with every goodbye you learn

~ After A While by Veronica A. Shoffstall ~

Yeah.

She said by the end of the night i will make your brains melt.
I really felt my brain metaphorically dripping.

How would that really feel?

This heart heaves as time unwinds.
You are but a mere footstep.
Lurking behind. But never definite.
A non-existential sound.
Of a following that haunts and lingers.
You. You aren't even there.

Feel.

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