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I love the way the ocean shines at night, 

and the way the moon reflects almost a million times, 

over and over and over,

and how the sea pounds a beat, 

much like the one in my chest, 

There you go again: 

Reciting beautiful words 

That no one cares about. 

My broken mouth waits impatiently; 

I Wish You Never Hurt Me

When we first met

I had no idea

You would become so important to me

Yet now I find myself

Wishing we never met

Now I’m forced to remember you

The days I wake up

and fall asleep

and move through the world

tired and clumsy,

it is hard to know the truths

of what I am grateful for.

Those days,

I am grateful not for winter,