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You are always on my mind. Like when I sleep, I swear you show up in all my silly dreams. 

My every thought is intertwined with you. I cannot forget you for a second. And some might say I’m crazy for loving like this, but I would say they’re wrong. I mean, how am I not to love the person that I fall to pieces for in the most beautiful way when he steps into the room? When every time I cry I long for his arms? When his every touch makes my head explode? 

And my darling, whenever I’m happy I want to tell you with my lips whispering stories onto yours. And if anything is meant to be, I promise you, it’s you and me. 

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When the color of the leaves change, they grow darker. They fall to the ground when they cannot hold on any longer. 

Though I must admit I find beauty in their death. For there will be a new start of bright leaves, growing on the same branches of that same old tree. The dark ones fell and made place for a new beginning. 

Falling doesn't mean your story's over. 

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If I was to go to an eye doctor, they would tell me there’s nothing wrong. But I would tell them, you are wrong. 

My eyes see things that aren’t there. I often see things in black and white while there is color all around me. 

But then again, when I open the eyes of my mind, there are these vivid colors splattered on everything. And it’s so beautiful. 

If I could, I would take a paintbrush and spread the splatters all over myself and pray for it to stay. I prefer to see color, not black and grey.

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I was blinded by a demon disguised as an angel. Thinking I had found my saviour I was guided to my death bed. 

However, your face couldn’t leave my vision. I could not let you leave. Your voice was engraved into my memory and I couldn’t unlearn it even when its laugh was more overpowering than a small tree being struck by lightning and cracking in the loudest thunderstorm. 

It got me thinking I may have just given up on breathing when I broke your heart. And that it led me to doing so. Forgiving myself for causing you such pain was never easy, but when your eyes looked into mine again I grew stronger and wiser than I ever thought I’d be. 

I hauled it out of me. The demon is gone and you are with me. We are my favorite love story. You see, it’s a story about pain turning into the most beautiful kind of happiness, and a love that honestly can’t be put into words.

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You feel like you’re nothing, Not a whiff in the wind. The feeling’s so crushing, How could you be so blind?

You are my everything. You are my sun and my moon, You are my ups and downs. You are my whole life, You are my smiles and my frowns.

You are those little moments of bliss You are my thoughts and my feelings. You are my first kiss You are myself and my being.

You control my thoughts You make me think of you You take away my free will You make me say, You make me do.

You must understand that this is not a bad thing You are my guidance You are my compass You are my saviour You are my hero

You are who I need You are for whom I breath.

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My thoughts are too deep inside my head. I can’t hear them. My heart is too sensitive. Its beats are louder than the sound of an aircraft passing by.

I am lost. I am found, It’s simple, but so very complicated. 

You see, my mind is like the universe. The sun rises. It goes down, for the moon to take its place. It’s only natural, but I wish I wasn’t this connected to the world in a sense. 

I want the ability to freeze time and keep living in broad daylight. I now know I can only accept. 

Never let go of the dandelion puffs that you kept giving. Hold on to the single rose that you left in my hand while I was sleeping. It’s lost its petals, but not its meaning. The nights don’t have to be so dark when you blow hard enough for the clouds to part and the stars and moonlight to appear.  And after all, the sun always rises even after the longest night of the year. 

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The day I met you changed everything.  From the moment I saw you, I felt I was not lost anymore. It was the most beautiful earthquake. 

All I ever felt wasn’t like it used to be. I had never felt a feeling quite as strong before. It’s like my organs changed.  You are my heart. And I had found you. I can’t really put it otherwise. 

On that single day, I found everything I never knew I was desperately looking for.

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I guess you could say I’m a murderer. That’s okay. I’m alright with that, if killing what I killed makes me one.

I have murdered over a thousand times without using my hands to get you out of my head. I’d kill a million more times if I heard your voice only once. I would shout and break you down like you used to do to me with the kindest meanest words I ever heard. Except mine won’t be kind, I promise you that.

I have murdered you a thousand times, leaving no traces behind. You don’t earn the words that you don’t deserve it. You are nothing but a killer that resides inside the minds of far too many. You have taken lives, almost taken mine. Now I took yours and you’re not getting it back even if you tried.

Not one beat of my heart will be ours. I have killed you and I think that makes me more than a survivor. I’m a murderer of one of the most cruel killers.

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I’m holding onto fire, because fire is something I’ve always had inside me. Whether it was for the good or bad, there has always been fire. It destroyed me and build me up. Time after time. The sun is made of it, which makes sense, because the sun appears in my full being from time to time. When the sun goes down and the moon comes back, I try to hold on to that small bit of fire that is left in hope for the sun to return. And if I hold on long enough for the right reasons, the sun comes back. The fire doesn’t turn its back on me, burn me like it did in the darkness of the night in presence of the moon. It fuels me instead. And I think it’s made me what I am. Who I am. I am the sun. I am the moon.