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you say you hate happy endings and that a tragedy is all the more interesting yet they all see you sob in the theatre when the lovers part ways. the curtain closes and everyone has left because your wailing body is not a comfortable sight to behold. truthfully, you have lived this tragedy and it has made your heart weak and scared to ask for anything other than jagged edges or scraped knees. there is no light in this tunnel you've been living in and, when the water comes flushing in, you say you don't mind drowning when you're just too nervous to swim. you are ok with tragedy and that's the most tragic part of it all; you can't fathom another ending nor are you ready to embrace this miserable one. i hope, for your sake, you end in tragedy. after all, no matter how many bandages you wrap around the wing, a wounded bird will always seek the stone because there is no mercy in a flightless fight.