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C is compassion, It tastes like mom's best meal, It feels like that teddy bear you probably still have, It's that comfort meal you come back to when it gets tough, Mine is grilled cheese and tomato soup, Warm, helpful and always the same just when you need it, A is Affection, It looks like their smile, You know the one, The smile you get when they're just enjoying watching you exist, It feels like the absolute best fucking sweater you can buy, Like clouds made of wishbones and shooting stars, but softer, A feels like hope, when you thought you'd just lost all of it, F is Forgiveness, A guy I look up to once said, 'Forgiveness is the release of all hope for a better past', This is the tricky part, Being able to let go, Being able to accept what happened, And that you cannot change it, Not wanting to change it, That's the trap, It's too easy to ignore F and enjoy the memories, As an avid history fiend, I know to remember the past or I'm

Chasing Light She says she loves me, I reciprocate in as much as I can, I tell her I love her, But I'm not sure I work the way I used to, I'm afraid of not meaning it, I'm afraid of leading another one on, I'm afraid that I can't mean it the way I once did. I've been trying more lately, Practicing letting go, I let go of a lot of things very easily, Almost everything in fact, But for some reason I can't let the ghosts go, I am haunted by how much I once cared, Constantly, To the point where trying to care as hard again, Feels like drowning, Choking under the weight of my memory.