the truth is..

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we hide
because we want to be found.

we walk away
because we want to see who will follow.

we fall
because we want to see who will pick us up.

we cry
because we want to see who will wipe those tears away.

we let ourselves get brokenhearted
because we want to see who will come and fix them.

sometimes it's not about waiting for that person.
but discovering them in the process.

makes one wonder who is it doesn't it?