Unreachable and Uncontrollable


There is something magnetizing about the unreachable and the uncontrollable.

I know I can’t control how things ended to be and I know I have to accept it and yet, I still think about it. These sneaky thoughts are partly satisfying and partly hurtful. It’s satisfying because I am holding onto the good memories that make my soul smile. Then reality knocks on the doors of my brain and daydreaming ends. This is where it hurts the most; it doesn’t exist anymore.

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