Everything Is Different

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On a day like today, I wonder about you.

Are you celebrating?

Or is it just another day droning on, the same one you have been reliving for years now.

Do you miss us?

Do you miss me?

Do you even truly know the reasons behind the things you do?

I don’t think you realize when you are hurting someone.

Your own misery consumes you, and everything else falls by the wayside.

You think we will still be here in the end, waiting.

Pretending like nothing is different.

But we won’t.

Everything is different.

We are reaching for the sky, while you are still slogging through the mud.

We can only help so much before our efforts become useless.

Before the olive branch becomes a burden.

Before we realize we are worth more than this.

We are worth more than second best.

We are worth more than the silence.

You call us family, but those words are empty because family sticks together.

Everything is different now.

And maybe that’s the way it’s supposed to be.

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