PIMK WAS HER FAV COLOR

Once, I was a fisherboy— happy with everything that happened.

It’s all behind me now. Everything that happens intimidates me.

Someday, I’ll reach the great lakes, become a fisherboy again, and maybe, just maybe, I’ll learn to enjoy what time offers me.

Fisherboy

This imaginary dream,

it remains a sacrosanct to me. Unassailable yet, unbearable.

However please, do not awake me.

Do not save me.

Let me die in my dream, Let me be buried in it.

For strangers will soon admire the blossoming roses besides my tombstone and in the end it would have meant something to even just dream.

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Permanent holes drilled by mirrors

You shoudn't forget darling

the crucial reality

that you are,

loving people.

There needs alter,

there priorities,

there formulas,

there determinations.

Like weather,

they,at times

dont come as forecasted

and

that lamentably

bares on there love to you

and

impacts there anticipations

too.

And they blamed God for the atrocities they inflicted on themselves, human to human.

They asked why He looked on as they dismantled each other.

They couldn't even use right the thing they bragged about: free will.

"God, intervene" - their excuses are their acceptances that they can't be without You.

Be calm, why the anger ?

Be understanding, why feel out of place ?

Your legs crumbling, no need to tremble.

Your eyes stuck no need to grieve,

the marriage delays, the job decays, the failures unwanted.

all have to come since days are born to come and go and to a larger extent nothing can be done about what they bring or what they bid goodbye with

Maybe all that we want is already taken— no matter how much we cry, yearn, lament, we never seem to get what we seek.

Is it human to destroy hearts in the seek for love ? Why isn’t it immoral not to love as you are loved ?

That distance might be a protective barrier, built up over time because things felt too overwhelming, too painful, or too complicated.

Maybe if they try noticing the little things—the way the air feels when they step outside or how the light looks through a window. These moments can help your friend reconnect with how they feel without needing to rush. It’s not about forcing yourself to 'fit in' or ‘be normal.’ It’s about acknowledging yourself and giving yourself permission to gradually re-enter the world at your own pace, without judgment.

hope this is okay

plus any time your friend needs a chat they can email me here, just a chat free, no subscription just two humans talking

guys

what does it mean if you hurt someone

and

you don’t feel anything

…

asking for a friend

…

life is all that we got,ours not there's.

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