haven
for years you live as a harbor, as a safe haven for anyone who needs solace. for years you commit yourself to stay there and listen, to listen to everyone who approaches you, to give them back a word of comfort, of wisdom, of hope. or merely an understanding silence. but years went by, and while you stood there waiting for everyone to come to you, you've not noticed that no one was coming for you. and without knowing it, you've spent all your comfort, all your wisdom, all your hope on someone else. until one day you find yourself alone, your haven in ruins. spent. you find yourself spent, without anything or anyone coming for you.
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that's pretty fucked up.
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