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a short piece on learning. 

i am learning. i am learning to turn those whispered, raspy “i love you”s toward myself — because i do love myself, even when i don’t. i am learning to turn those “i miss you”s toward myself — because i do miss myself; who i was before all this hurt. i am learning to stop wasting my wishes, (my 11:11s my first stars my fallen eyelashes) and to wish for things for me — because i do have wishes that don’t revolve around you. i am learning what it means to not be with you — although i will admit i do not like it. but, i am learning. 




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