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When things are well, I feel like holding them closely to me like the last rays of the sun on Earth. But, alas, circumstances do disappoint me and I remember how people are not medicine - you have to save yourself. 

Some days, I get particularly lucky - I get ahead of all the dark matter in my heart with the subtle hints of happiness I receive and I am safe. Some nights, I pretend I'm dead, for all the hurt I've inflicted on the people who are trying and still not giving up on me. Many times, I forget that I do not own the reality people see and I cannot control what happens tomorrow. 

It gets funny, knowing so little and wanting so much. I want that dawn which comes even after the darkest of dusk. I want to constantly remind myself, that even when I find myself alone, all I have to do is to turn my face toward the sun and the shadows will fall behind me. 

Behind me, there you'll stand.




Tonight is yet another episode.