Funny how sometimes you feel fine and you MEAN it when you say; "It's a very large sea and it's filled with many, many interesting and better fish." and other times a familiar hat or smell or a song can beak your heart in places you didn't know it had left to break.
Funny how that shadow hides behind you, hurling itself out of sight as you spin around, wide eyed, with the feeling that you're being followed or watched.
Funny how it climbs onto your shoulders and weighs you down, heavy even when you just felt light.
Funny how that heaviness is the one thing you can rely on.
Not that funny at all though, really.
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