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there's so much sorrow in me, I don't even know where it comes from.

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I'll never regret meeting you, even though you left.... you still made me feel something, pain, grief, devotion, obsession. I'll cherish that forever cause you made me feel.

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I don't know why we expect people to immediately snap out of their grief after a painful incident has occurred. for the love of god, just let them be, let them feel the pain, the loss, the distance. let them resolve the conflict inside their head. just be there for them, try to make the journey bearable via your love and support instead of terminating it right away.

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people who tell you to not be sad about something or yearn for someone have never really experienced the beauty of grief.

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is it normal to still hope for a reconciliation after a year of no contact?

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I just wanna dance with you.

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rekindling with your ex feels exactly like the song "snow on the beach"

snow on the beach weird but fucking beautiful.....

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isolation as a coping mechanism is fun until you realise you missed the prime years of your life hiding and there's no getting them back.

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only if I had known that it was the last time i would get to see you, i would have admired you a bit more, a bit closely, i would have stayed a bit longer.

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I sometimes wonder what it would be like to actually have people who love you with all their heart - no selfish motives, no malice, no pretense, no conditions, no expectations of perfection, just love.

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yes, i still think about you.

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grief is strange, it's comforting yet kills you inside every single day.

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date idea: we grab ourselves coffee and savour it while I show you all the reels I've saved thinking about you.

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the grief of losing something you never had is strange

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sometimes hope just kills you.

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having no close people in your life is liberating, i can isolate for months without any expectations of showing up for people.

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life so fucked, I am getting nostalgic about the time I was inexplicably miserable.