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But in my heart it was so real

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All I wanted was your time and attention. Was that too much to ask for? 

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"She didn't leave me. I lost her", said he, breaking the world I built slowly into thousand pieces. And nothing will ever be the same. Not again.

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I was an introvert. I never knew how to speak up my thoughts. I lived in my own imaginary world. I talked a lot but did not speak up my mind. I always found it hard for me to tell someone what I feel and I was never comfortable with anyone knowing my deepest thoughts. And then, he came to my life. He knew how to make me speak up my thoughts. With a simple glance, he knew what was going in my mind. He knew how to wander into my thoughts; how to break the wall around me. And I slowly opened up. Telling him everything I know; every word I feel. But baby, I am still that old freaky introvert. I thought I changed but I haven't. And today when I realized that, I felt pathetic. I felt guilty. And I still feel that. I thought I lost him today. And I felt awful. I felt awful for not being able to change my mind even when I was on the verge of losing him. He was about to leave me and I was struggling inside. It was a war and I could not conquer my demons. I could not make up my mind to open up. And I thought I lost the most precious human in my life. But he came back. He never left. He said he would always love me. And here I am, blaming myself. I have never felt this much guilty. I love him. And I hope he would not leave me for the introvert I am.

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It's all about the little things ❤

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Someone who is not ashamed to hold your hand in public... 😔

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Dear Diary,

I am happy. After a long time, I feel like I am actually living a life. And he is the reason for that. 100% fully, totally.

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Everyday I was killing a part of me to keep you alive, breaking myself in hopes of healing you.

what-she-writes  (via wnq-writers)

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Not knowing what to choose when everything feels right or everything feels wrong is hard. -Anonymous

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What hurts the most in love

When he talks about her like she is the most perfect one on earth, when he talks about the food she likes and the food they ate together while he is eating with me, when I put my on top of his and he says that those shoes were given by her, when he talks about how they used to shop and how she selected everything for him and you realize that it was the total opposite of what you did, when he says “She is different. You are an average girl. She can’t do what an average girl does.”, when he says that he asked her to come back to him only after a couple of hours of saying he loves me…

And that’s when you know that there's something wrong. That’s when you realize why the whole universe and stars say that you two do not match. Of course I love him. My first real love that I have gone to extents that I had never imagined in order to show my love. I still love him. But he might not be the one.

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Things are pretty hard. I might not say it to anyone. But I want to end this life.

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Things are really hard. I wonder how can I quit them. I wish I could quit this life.

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I love you. And because I love you, I find it hard to be selfish with you. I want you to be with me. TRUE. But I know everything will be better with her, without me. She is perfection while I am somewhere average and I want you to end up with perfection. Because nothing makes me happy than seeing your life getting better. You will be loved with a whole heart. You will not have to bicker for childish reasons. You will have a girl who obeys you without questioning you back. You will have an innocent girl rather than a rebellious girl. More than anything, you'll be happier because you don't have to worry about her clumsiness. Sorry for not being able to give what you want. I tried. And I failed. But I really hope that I made you smile. At least a few times. I miss you.

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Promise me. Love me.

Promise me that you’ll be back Promise me that you’ll be early Promise me that you’ll be only mine

Promise me that you’ll look at me with the same love in your eyes Promise me that you’ll hold my hand tight in the crowd Promise me that you’ll still love me even when I make you mad

Promise me that you’ll buy me books Promise me that you’ll take me on dates Promise me that you’ll be with me no matter what

Promise me that you’ll kiss me hard Promise me that you’ll hug me tight Promise me that you’ll grow old together with me

I love you… And I miss you…

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See you there

Until we meet again If we are lucky enough As you said at day one Until we meet again As lovers Deep in love Until we meet again To be ours In another life

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His laughs are loudest when he's playing games and I wonder whether he ever knows how happy he sounds at those times 😊

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You doubt about choosing me. Whether it's taking a picture with me or choosing me for life, there's always hesitation. And I think someday I will be happy for not being chosen by you. Because it would be much more heartbreaking if you start doubting your choice after choosing me.

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And someday, I will hate you for leaving me hanging with all these memories.