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The Water is Rising in the Valley

Why is it that people who are stuck on past relationships try their damnedest to convince the rest of us that they are over it? The rest of us really don't matter in the grand scheme of the vast denial that you live in so WHY ON EARTH try to make us believe? What you are really trying to do is make yourself believe instead of facing the truth and moving on.

"That shit reminds me why we aren't together"

"I don't care about {INSERT NAME HERE} anymore, I just really hate them"

"{INSERT NAME HERE} needed my help"

" {INSERT NAME HERE} shat (I like that word) on my already broken heart, lit it on fire and then sprinkled the ashes in a landfill... but I can't just go away. What if they need me?"...So you didn't say that exactly, but it creatively conveys the gist.

And you honestly expect me to look at this as "over it". Oh no you are very much into it my friend. You are stuck in the boggy ground of it all, letting it eat away at you, envelop you, and isolate you from everything else which you would otherwise be able to attain. You know when you "can't find what you're looking for" and "they are too shallow for you" and my favorite, "you're not into commitment at the moment, just friends with benefits" and yet you aren't getting the "friends" or the "benefits"...that is you being very much in it; Covered from head to toe, top to bottom, wrapped all around, in the very midst, wound up tight, knee deep, ALL UP IN THAT SHIT and it is not getting you anywhere but where you were yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before...but you get the idea I assume.

You can stop trying, I'm not convinced really none of us are. I mean we tried to tell you but like I said you're up to your ears and Honey when its up that high we don't really expect you to hear us at all.

What's the name of that river my little Cleopatra? Oh that's right, you can't hear me at all.

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