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Like a habit, I think about the answers of questions that have never been asked.
I wake up at midnight
the deceased air makes me feel like I’m suffocating
I open the window
the wind breaks through the dark night air and comes in
My heart starts to feel cold again for no reason
This will be my last confession. "I love you" never felt like any blessing. Whispering like it’s a secret. Only to condemn the one who hears it, with a heavy heart.
My philosophy is: It’s none of my business what people say of me, and think of me. I am what I am, and I do what I do. I expect nothing, and accept everything. And it makes life so much easier.