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n someone wants to be close to us We want it until we don’t even though we really do We are just too scared to be vulnerable and allow it to gently cascade down our bodies and seep into our souls</p><p id="1c66">And maybe if we stopped expecting failure, we would stop manifesting it Maybe if we believed in those who’ve earned our trust, our worldview would adjust and the glass would be half-full again instead of always half-empty</p><p id="b830">But instead, we drop the glass “by mistake” and watch it shatter So clumsy we are when all the while, we knew we were either holding it too tight or not holding it tight enough Never able to get the perfect grip because we lost confidence in ourselves that we could hold on

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to something so precious without breaking it</p><p id="841f">© <a href="undefined">Jonathan Greene</a> 2020</p><p id="8dd7">If you liked this, you might like this as well:</p><div id="4ca7" class="link-block"> <a href="https://psiloveyou.xyz/test-my-love-in-a-vacuum-5584a616a0c5"> <div> <div> <h2>Test My Love in a Vacuum</h2> <div><h3>A Poem</h3></div> <div><p>psiloveyou.xyz</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*GhLv9O6LMLYp_DUI)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

Buried Beneath the Happiness

A Poem

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Buried beneath the happiness is a sea of expected failures A raging river of desperation for things to work but the more pressure we put on something, the more it feels the weight of our hands and the more instinctively it wants to pull away

We do the same thing when someone wants to be close to us We want it until we don’t even though we really do We are just too scared to be vulnerable and allow it to gently cascade down our bodies and seep into our souls

And maybe if we stopped expecting failure, we would stop manifesting it Maybe if we believed in those who’ve earned our trust, our worldview would adjust and the glass would be half-full again instead of always half-empty

But instead, we drop the glass “by mistake” and watch it shatter So clumsy we are when all the while, we knew we were either holding it too tight or not holding it tight enough Never able to get the perfect grip because we lost confidence in ourselves that we could hold onto something so precious without breaking it

© Jonathan Greene 2020

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