why is the pressure to be “the bigger person” always placed on the person who was wronged?
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Don’t underestimate my desire to not wanna
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me. me when a poem says something ive felt before
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Thinking about how softly and delicately Simon runs his fingers over Wille's face, and the fact that he does it the first and last time they spend together.
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how does one go on knowing that simon was letting go of the love of his life (him begging to keep fighting, heartbeats labored and painful with sorrow) because they were good, but there was no place for them in this kind of life. that simon was letting go of wille's hand aware that his wille would keep drowning in the murky sticky waters of the crown prince's hurt, but having to take the risk anyway, to give them both the chance to swim to the surface. that, despite the agony like glass shards with every breath, he had the resolution to give them up, and wille the maturity to accept it.
and that in the end the only thing left for simon to do, if he wasn't allowed to have wille's handsome face in his life, was to make sure, tenderly, that even the tips of his fingers remembered it.
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