It starts all over again.
The candle light is drowning
in a pool of waxy I love yous.
Silence is the inevitable ending.
Fading Love
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Lovely words.
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Thanks Lisa, always appreciate your comment.
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Heartbreaking! 💙
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Eventually the flame is drowned. Very sad, but poignant, Cassa.
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I wanted to write something uplifting but this came out 🤪
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Just remember, if you burn the candle too long, it drowns in its own wax.
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Natural order it seems
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You can always put it out, wait a little while, then come back and relight 🙂
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That makes sense J
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Good
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So nice!
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I hope ur man isnt silencing u dear Cassa🙏
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Thanks for caring! 😊
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That’s what I’m going through. The silence. The immaturity of “ghosting”.
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It’s ok to ask for space to think.
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I wasnt asked anything….just the silence of being ghosted. Not very cool
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If someone went ghosting on me, i gather they need space or they are unwell.
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Or a childish coward cold hearted non committal narcissist who is playing a game with me and probably many others. They have no soul Cassa
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We gotta hang out with people on level playing field. The rule of the game, we are.in control. I hope you feel empowered.
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I’m not quite sure what u mean🤔
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It wasnt level…he threw in a huge slope. Game? I dont play games. Control? Hell no….Empowered? Not a chance
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I am sorry that you went through that. A hug…
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Thank u Cassa😞 It just wasnt right or fair for the matter
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I mean you get to be in control who you befriend with. If the person is not respecting you, you can choose not to give them power.
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