Metaphors

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All you ever planned to be to me was nothing more than a lesson I had already previously learnt.

Submitted: June 24, 2014

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You were like no other element combined, the wind or the rain are not worthy metaphors to describe your essence.

He was a tsunami, engulfing anything within your path with no consideration for the cost of your actions, or how long it would take to rebuild what you had destroyed, despite the fact it would never be new and innocent again.

I think you forget, that I am not Japan or Los Angeles. I can not afford the time or the strength to create a million dollar aftercare plan to reinvent myself. I am a substrate which you managed to bind too effortlessly. I was just not previously aware you were not able to complete me, as all you ever intended to be to me was nothing more than a lesson I thought I had already previously learnt.


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