dear august

and so you’re back once again.
i’d like to rest with you, if you don’t mind.
i hate feeling like this – too tired to be sad, too scared to be happy.
let’s just


for a change.
keep pouring the rain, if you should
and wash away everything that is left (and water those that are right)

you might not know me but i really did exist.
i’m sorry that i hurt you
but i’m more sorry that it hurt me too.


Author: angparaluman

a poster girl with no poster staying on the safe side of the road less traveled.

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