it is a strange conundrum:
there is no point in sharing something if we do not want it to be seen and yet, those who share only in hopes of reaching some vast audience tend only to be met with regret it is quite strange, and I do not know the proper balance - Atlas
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I suppose there's really
nothing left to say, except that things will never be the same again-- but they never are, not even when there are no visible changes from one day to the next on transitions, I suppose - Atlas and now it's here
the grand departing, where you forge on ahead and we stay behind. I suppose it would be more haunting if we didn't have to do all this work for it idk if this makes sense - Atlas and just as tectonic plates
must shift and change so too are you slowly carried away the process is only natural, to be expected but still I cannot help but dread the sight of you on some distant shore while water laps at the ground beside me in all the places you used to stand even good changes can be difficult sometimes - Atlas and I am so vulnerable,
I am unfolding like a lotus in the spring risking mud and muck and tear for the chance of being seen but there is no blow, no bruise, no audience. sometimes you just have to keep going for yourself - Atlas and oh,
perhaps these words will sound empty as early as tomorrow but tonight, they are so rich and vibrant tonight, they aspire to the stories I dream in hm - Atlas and even though you and I
are so very different we are alike enough that our different pieces fit together nicely and though I did not understand your references tonight I learned that we both fell in love with the same sky hm - Atlas oh, I am
so tired but there is so much I have left to say and no amount of time to speak has been promised to me - Atlas to be young is to be ignorant of
the man behind the curtain to grow up is to see the strings beneath the magic to swallow your candy-like innocence and be left with a rotting aftertaste in your mouth. The script is flipped, now fear and sorrow take the spotlight while joy and wonder slip backstage. but I think that wisdom might mean understanding that there is a deeper magic beneath this world that is not so easily seen, or proved as hollow. It is not showmanship, it does not grab your attention but it is always there if you look for it. idk if this makes sense exactly - Atlas the seasons are turning
and I cannot stop them from changing any more than I can keep them from returning once again any more than I can keep you by my side in the way you've always been does nostalgia just keep getting stronger as you get older (and if so what is your advice for surviving it) - Atlas |
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