facilitated diffusion
I let myself think
that for a
mere
second,
I was
happy
truly, happy
but, like a butterfly
happiness is
fleeting,
okay?
we don’t want what we have
we want what we can’t have
but
is happiness too much to ask for?
Drowning out my
problems,
subconsciously putting on
a shield
a protective film
a semi-permeable membrane
that only allows for the diffusion
of pain.
permeable to my
solitude
loneliness
fear,
but impermeable to
glee.
I never needed you like I do right now.
Posted Oct 28, 2022, 3:24 PM UTC
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