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So I guess that's what growth is...
Idealizing the same people and places that you never were really happy with when they were there.
Sometimes, I miss them so much it hurts.
Then I realize that what I am really missing is what they represented, and not who they actually are... and not what they are now especially.
Because in reality, they are miserable too. They just hide in other people to mask that fact.
And I'm here, with bruises and heart ache and flaws..
but at least what I have is real.
Idealizing the same people and places that you never were really happy with when they were there.
Sometimes, I miss them so much it hurts.
Then I realize that what I am really missing is what they represented, and not who they actually are... and not what they are now especially.
Because in reality, they are miserable too. They just hide in other people to mask that fact.
And I'm here, with bruises and heart ache and flaws..
but at least what I have is real.