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My heart drops when I see your face. As if everything in that moment stops and just breaks me. Ive never had what people call anxiety until I saw the face of the woman I love, walk away. Many days I wish I xould burn her out of my memory. But also, I never want to forget her. I hate it, but at the same time, I cant let go of the little bit of hope theres something still there for us.. times change and so do people I guess. But not my feelings. Fuck me

All right universe you've made your point and had your laughs. End it now or end me. I accept your decision.

I am trapped in an alternate universe. Brought upon me by the choices I have made. But that's what makes it the worst part. It is no one else's fault but my own. And it's not that I can't accept it, I can't move past the regret and the fact that I personally paved my road away from the life I was hoping to have still. I'm a fuck up, a hypocrit, and worst of all, I'm a disappointment to my self and the one I love. Happiness is nothing more than a mask I wear to hide my real pain from the people who still care about me. And it sucks. I can't lie to everyone who cares about me but at the same time I feel bad telling them that I'm stuck in the past and that I'm genuinely depressed. Motivation from others helps but it hasn't helped me over look my past faults and hasn't made me forget the world I destroyed and the universe I no longer live in. I'm damaged. And most nights I wonder why I even decided to move forward. The older you get the stakes get higher. Nothing gets easier and real happiness just turns more and more to false perception that just seems like an illusion to me. Help me, help me forget, help me be better, and help me find a tomorrow worth being alive for. Because I can't anymore.

Say nighty night, and kiss me. Just hold me tight and tell me you'll miss me. While I'm alone and blue as can be, dream a little dream of me..

As the little fish spoke as he broke away, he said no limits but know with a K

Atmosphere

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We are afraid of losing what we have.

Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist (via bookmania)

A toast to the broken hearted Who never finished what they fuckin started People who go out and try to be a rebel at night Try to make up for the fact that they settled in life

The life you live now, tortured by memories violently I pray inside of me that one day I can be forgiven For murdering the beautiful world in we used to live in

Your foot prints grew further apart, I knew what that meant and it was hurting my heart. It means you started to run so I did the same, now my breaths looking like a steam engine train. Suddenly your tracks dip off of the path and so did theirs so my knife I grabbed. Into the forest, expect the worst. Adrenaline burst disturbed the nerves.

Hold the person that love closely if they next to you, the one you love, not the person that simply have sex with you, appriciate them to the fullest extent and then beyond, cuse you never really know what you got until it's gone..