Stop saying that,
Because with just words,
Things could change.
Feelings could change,
Everything would change.
It is more accepting to just bask in denial,
Pure obliviousness,
Lying to oneself to kiss the wound better.
Tired of all the words.
What happens if the universe tries to mess it up?
Then you'd be all alone,
Again.
How is it disconcerting to wanting to know but afraid to, anyway?
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