the last two years have contained a heavy feeling of melencholia that drifts over me like a sad balloon. and the more i think f it, the more i realise that i'm not as happy as i want to be. im not happy. im merely ok. just ok enough to get by on.
but there have been moments when i have felt inexplicably secure and fulfilled.
its when he is here with me.
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