Ends
Written by Jacob Ibrag
You’re perfect in every sense of the
word. A pristine example of what it means to
live each day as if it’s a gift and not a rule. It’s just,
there are these ends. These loose ends of which I have
ignored. I thought they wouldn’t matter, that you could
be my beautiful distraction. But that wouldn’t be fair
to you, or me. And so I have to leave. And maybe
someday soon, I’ll learn to love myself. I’ll
be full and I’ll return to that smile.
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