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What does one do when they can’t do anything?

Sitting on nothing more than suspicion, you begin to do your head in. Develop theories, make excuses, lie to yourself... just so it makes sense, just so you know there must be some logic behind it.

Scared. Worried. Two feelings that create one violent cocktail of emotion.

I know something is wrong, you forget I can read u quite well..at least I thought I could. I can’t walk away...I don’t think that was even a possibility.

I remember...long ago...I made you a promise. I told you I would never leave. No matter how hard it got, I was going to always be there. Do you remember?..How often do people tell you that? How rare is it? How valuable?

I know what’s on the surface. I’ve heard you tell me.
But there is something deeper. Something Bigger.

I have always taken comfort knowing I’m not walking down this road on my own.

It scares me how quickly you can forget. I don’t want to be tangible.

The silence is the worst part. I can’t see through a closed door.

This is but a mere bump, I know that, but still... its strong enough to leave you scattered.

Take a step back...one tiny step..and stand there.

We will be fine.