I went from stepping off the cliff like the fool, to being nine of swords. Maybe my head was in my hand the way her own was. I can’t seem to remember if I’ve slept or just closed my eyes for three seconds, and by some sort of magic, felt very rested.

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Someone has my heart, and he wasn’t in my life anymore. He would not have been for a while, but that was just a small portion of why I was feeling the way I was feeling, a very small portion.

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I’m saying this, because between whether I slept or not, this was the one thing I was sure about. Everything between him and I felt like it would be okay, and I am forever grateful for that feeling.

Not because he would be mine, but because I wasn’t sure how I was going to make it through the night feeling like I am falling from a skyscraper and there is no end to my falling.

I felt like I needed to get everything looking perfect for this website, I felt like I needed to know EVERYTHING before anything else is written, typed.

On what planet would that be possible?

This was the reason why it took me so long to create a website in the first place, it resulted in me writing things on paper to then throwing it in the trash.

Were they important?

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Could I recreate them?


But were they important though?

Maybe not.

I could bet on stones, that they were of me writing myself in circles. Saying that something that made perfect sense, didn’t make any sense at all.

And maybe when it started to make sense, I erased it and attempted to make it make sense, in the process of taking the SENSE out of it.

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Published by healinghands231

She is a witch, a writer, a fiancée and a queen at healing the masses within. A 24 year old woman, based in the UK, she finds peace in the tarot, peace in the oracle. She breathes humility and a passion to help bring the art of your mind to life in a snap. Bring to her your work, create by night by day and she will be there to help you pursue like a coin displayed on a tray.

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