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RE: To Measure a Place

in #poetry7 years ago

This hurts. Because I know it's true. And when it slips in time to indifference that hurts even more than I ever knew it could. Making it personal here, but it struck me in a personal way.

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I'm sorry that you're going through that. (Clearly) I know that feeling very well... it's rough.

Oh no, it's not that I'm going through it. I've already been there. It's that I'm watching it die. It already has, really. Maybe it's that I'm seeing it fade away now. That's it. The curtain has been pulled, and I went for so long within the comfort that it hadn't. I can't even describe the feeling. Helpless. Nostalgic. Regretful. Old lol. Life moves on.

Btw, your writing takes on subjects from some very interesting angles. I really do enjoy reading.

Thank you so much, I hope that it helps in some way.

You're welcome. And it does. It's helpful to see someone else word a thing in a way that I don't necessarily have the means to - or the talent to. Or maybe it's more perspective. I like collecting others' perspectives. You certainly have some interesting ones.