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proctalgia:

im really clueless so please spell out very obviously exactly how you feel in full detail or i will constantly be worrying about how much you hate me

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A tidal wave; I am a force that demands power.
I am strong and overwhelming all at once.
And in my wake I leave chaos.
 
And you, gentle yet determined; 
you moulded yourself around me
to greet my crashing form.
My vast spaces, my blackened depths. 
You accommodated me.
 
And even in my wake.
As the shrapnel from my cascading waves flooded you
You smiled at me as if to say “you are an ocean I am willing to sail through”
and as I found myself retreating, just as the sea does after having kissed the shore;
you tried to stop me, yet my force could not be held by mere rocks or sand. I was gone.
 
Although I have weathered you, 
stolen your shells and crumbled your shores;
I promise to return one day.
As old friends do with postcard memories and aged smiles -
and as old friends we’ll unpack our memories and
empty our jars.
I tell you this in good faith, as I sit upon a sea of stars.
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