Portion

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I stand in the middle of nowhere, waiting and not waiting for someone. I smell daisies from afar, roast chicken from somewhere, and some peanuts cooking just near me. I feel hungry but bloated, I feel irritated and uncertain, I feel nothing. Is this how it feels to have your whole heart to yourself? Am I being selfish for keeping it to myself? Then screw this. Am giving you permission to take a portion of my heart. Take it with you and never come back. Never return it because I don’t want it to be whole again.

~ Morning Brain Dump, Good morning, all. Sorry for this nonsense. haha.

P.S. all I can remember with the word “Portion” is Yuna’s song Deeper Conversation.

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