Sometimes I wish I was so.
& then it'll be.
but I can't.
Then it becomes this everlasting dance of self denial.
Leaking self worth through cracks of broken confidence.
Then only hoping to be able to cherish the one thing I denied to begin with.
I wonder if I had recognized the beauty of the situation earlier.
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