i swear there is no greater burden than to wait without hope. -beau taplin

i can’t stand that you know more about me

it should be the other way around

i wish i would’ve asked you for more stories

i wish i could remember the ones you’ve already told

i’m not ready to start grieving again

i’m not going in blind this time

i know that it never ends

that there is no other side

waiting for someone to die

is like being thrown into fire

and being surprised

when you start burning alive.

they are not gone

but they are not truly here either

and there are no words poetic enough

it just hurts.