And I Wonder

I understand feeling as small and insignificantly as humanly possible.

And how it can actually ache in places you didn’t know you had inside you.

And it doesn’t matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or new clothes you get – you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood.

And how in the heck, for that brief moment in time, you could think you were happy.

 

 

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