I'm not sure if things get better or if we just learn to live with the pain. maybe numbness and resilience intersect somewhere.
but I do know this. the view while we are drowning is different from the view while we are swimming -
that's why we always wait for one more day.
because my love, one day can change in a thousand ways.
and I guess that's kind of what hope feels like.
hard and beautiful at the same time.
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