It was hope that was the problem. Hoping feelings wouldn’t be hurt, hoping love would blossom, that was painful. But committing yourself to misery, that was just a dead feeling. It was pulling the Band-Aid and embracing the pain.

It was hope that was the problem. Hoping feelings wouldn’t be hurt, hoping love would blossom, that was painful. But committing yourself to misery, that was just a dead feeling. It was pulling the Band-Aid and embracing the pain.

– Stephen Emond –

Winter Town

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