I guess the hardest part
about all of this is...

I would sit with the version of you
that's broken, bruised, and bleeds
until you could return to the version of you
that's happy, like you deserve to be...

but you would rather fix other broken frames
than to sit here and pick up my pieces with me.

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— © think twice
{woes of the hermit, part three}