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The world will be loud again. I’ll notice the loneliness less.

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I’m thinking about how early the spring flower buds rise up from the grass; just barely on winter’s heels. How uncomfortable, how cold the soil must be, still half-frosted, when the roots start to take shape.
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Comfortable Flower Myself Shape Start Thinking
This does not have to be a hard life to love. There is not enough time to let it stray too far from my hands.
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Enough Hands Hard Life Love Myself Time
I never lose pieces of me, I just gain new understanding.
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Lose Myself Perspective Pieces Understand
I don’t want to be a saint, I want a love I don’t fight alone to keep.
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Alone Fight Love Myself Saint
Some mornings, I like to live like a secret; wake as quietly as I can, slip out of bed without so much as a wrinkle.
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Live Morning Myself Quiet Secret Wake Up
I sit on the bare floor, leave my palms unturned, and watch relief pool into one hand, and uncertainty in the next. I will try not to lean more one way or another, but let them hold each other as company.
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Company Floor Hands Leaving Myself Uncertain
Meet me where happiness doesn’t feel like a false spring.
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Fake Feeling Happiness Myself Spring
I’m writing about moving again, and when I write about moving, I really mean beginning. I’m beginning again.
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Beginning Deep Move Myself Writing
Take me back to the evergreen trees; to the sunlight through the leaves, the bending ferns and fronds. The pitter of the rain, the smooth rocks sleeping under moss. Take me back to the life I know before this body.
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Body Known Leaves Life Myself Sunlight Tree
The world will be loud again. I’ll notice the loneliness less.
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Loneliness Loud Myself Notice World
There will be a time where this hurts less and it will not mean it didn’t matter. It means that in the face of feeling something precious slip in my hands, I will always find a way back to myself.
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Face Feeling Finding Hurt Myself Precious Time Way
I’d get lost in this green, ferns leaning against the trees, soil stuck to my feet, never dream of finding my way back again.
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Dreams Lost Myself Tree Way
People have been washed away by less. I’ll take every step gently. So often, you can’t tell the rush of a riptide until you’re already at sea.
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Myself People Sea Wash
We’ve never seen what a happy life could look like if we chose to spend it by ourselves – sharing our beautiful lives with friends, family members, the occasional crush, and lounging out in that quiet space alone as if an idyllic sunned beach.
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Choice Family Friendship Happiness Life Ourselves Quiet Space
I know I could be an astronomer of this swooning.
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Known Myself
I’m choosing to believe things are getting better again. The give and take of joy, remembering a few days of ache does not mean forever.
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Believe Better Choice Forever Myself Remember

The world will be loud again. I’ll notice the loneliness less.

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