Things I Wanted To Say But Never Did

Original writing posts.

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This place was once a paradise, and now, since you’ve gone, all that remains of it is a hell of memories.

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If only you could look into my eyes-

You would have known the answer.

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𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞-

𝐈 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝.

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𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲,

𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞.

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Give up the “sure”,

And try for the “maybe”.

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𝒮𝒽ℯ 𝒻ℯ𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝓁𝒾ℯ𝓃．

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𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭,

𝐇𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬.

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“𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮?”

Well I can tell you my name,

but it won’t tell you much about who am I, would it?

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𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒹ℴ 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓁𝒾𝓋ℯ 𝒻ℴ𝓇 ？

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My king stood talking to his friends,

And so they laughed along with him.

But later on, the king had died —

And still, they laughed there by his side.

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I know everything and nothing at all.

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❝If you want the rainbow, you’ve got to put up with the rain.❞

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“Do you ever feel lonely even when surrounded by your so called loved ones?”

Somebody here asked me that once,

It was along time ago, and back then I didn’t know how to respond to that question.

Now I know that yes.

Sometimes I can be in a room full of people but I know non of them are here for me, I will be a part of the conversation yes. But they won’t really care if all of a sudden I will just say “well guys, it was nice see you tomorrow”.

They will just stay there, they will keep on with the conversation and maybe later they will even plan on meeting at someplace forgetting to invite me as well.

But it’s ok. I wouldn’t care, honestly sometimes I would even prefer it. Not knowing they met so I wouldn’t feel like I have to join them.

Sometimes I will sit and talk and they will hear, sometimes they will even listen, but it won’t be enough.

Not because of them, but because they will never understand what is it that I’m trying to express.

You need to speak to people in their own language,

And sometimes I just forget it and speak in my native language with people who don’t understand it.

But like Sting said once: “Modesty, propriety can lead to notoriety; You could end up as the only one; Gentleness, sobriety are rare in this society; At night a candle's brighter than the sun”

~English man in New York