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It doesn’t matter.
I’d do anything for you.
These lines we’ve crossed,
The lines we will cross.
They do matter.
We put ourselves here.
And yet,
They don’t matter.
We wish we could believe ourselves
And our lies.
I’d cross an ocean for you
And every line we could dream of.
That’s what love is.
It follows us still.
Love has drawn the lines,
And love crosses them.
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.
Hope this finds you well,
-L
Consistency from you is eternally painful, yet I wish, hope, dream, and pray for it anyways.
I hate that I need it but I love that even now, you never let me down.
Steadiness is your nature.
I wonder where I’d be without a dose of it every September.
You, still the only one who remembers my birthday year after year.
This one kindness sustains me and keep my confidence alive.
Patience is not something I possess but I never have to wait for you; you always show up for me.
I’ll be waiting for you next year; consistency.
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.
.
Hope this finds you well,
-L
I move through life
listless, but wanting.
It’s hard to know what to look for
when you don’t know what you want,
or when you want
nothing
at all.
.
.
Hope this finds you well,
-L
How many versions of me are there out in the world? Clichés tell me that there’s a different version of me in the minds of everyone I’ve ever met.
There’s the daughter me; the one who’s broke and the perpetual student. The one with the worst luck and the need to over-schedule family events.
There’s the sister me; the oldest, the bossiest, the unluckiest. The one who has it together. the one who lives in organized chaos.
There’s the Christian me; the one who’s a good example, a mindful person, and a cheerful soul. The one who loves to sing and uplift others.
There’s the student me; the one who can’t study, the one who hands things in at 11:59, the one who lives on coffee. The one who takes charge of group projects. The student advocate. The national board of directors’ member.
There’s work me; the one who collaborates and compromises. The one that’s always on time. The attentive and helpful one. The one who works well with everyone.
There’s friend me; the one who texts back quickly and is always available. The one who is up late. The one who stress bakes. The one who carries others. The single one.
There’s social media me; the one who posts irregularly. The social advocate. The liberal. The one who wants more orange in politics, the pro-choice and pro-pharmacare one. The healthcare advocate. The family-centred one.
Then there’s the me I know.
Hope this finds you well,
-L
Sight Unseen 