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someday you'll see that

words don't always cause scars or bruises

or happiness or love or anything at all.

someday they'll just sound like syllables and

look like scratches on a paper and you'll realize

how meaningless it was all along.

write me a step-by-step guide

on how how to get over something

that never happened,

or how you know you've lost something

that you were never looking for,

and I'll write an obituary for you

while you are still alive.