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Love this, to be forgotten; that’s what can really hurt 💐
You, Candice, have a way of precisely and perfectly capturing the human experience. Complete, utter, and unabashed poetic perfection.
I remain a huge fan.
Most definitely the worst. We all like to believe the promise.
It’s one thing to be a part of someone’s past, remembered, even if bitterly, but to have no place there, that is quite another kind of pain. Erasure is rarely, if ever, mutual.
Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
TheFeatheredSleep – Forget me not
Such disillusionment is so painful
So much emotion in one piece!
“Older, harmer, unable to trust, unable to move forward” I never thought I would ever go from a young state of being unable to trust, unable to move forward to being in what you’ve so perfectly described. But it happened, and what a shitty place to be! ((hugs)) As always, my compliments on your skills. <3