• minutiae_in_metanoia 5w

    Look at you, skate-dancing through your life, but sometimes you've fallen and that's quite alright. Find me on the same plane, standing barefoot on all the ice, watching you skate gracefully—sometimes clumsily—and loving it, but you can't see me and that's quite alright.
    Look at you, breaking yourself into pieces to make someone else whole, but rarely have they noticed you and that's quite alright. Find me sitting beside you, my hand on your fading shoulder, because I know this weight on them is too unfair, but you can't feel my touch and that's quite alright.
    Look at you, a warm ball of meliorism in the abyss of apathy, but sometimes you've felt lonely and suffocated without a companion and that's quite alright. Find me trying to reach you through this wall you've erected around yourself, but I'm not strong enough and that's quite alright.








    **The first few lines may rhyme (:
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    It's alright as long as we are trying.
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