Words or feeling ?

Thought never spoken Feeling that left me broken Sometimes all you can do is write. Write the words you couldn't say at loud. Or read the words you were to afraid to write.

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- Why am I so sad ? Am I doing wrong thing ?

- Absolutely not. It's just that sometimes goodbye's are bitch !

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He is off in another life and I'm stuck in the one he's left behind

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Are we written in the stars or in the sand ?

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I love you but you hurt me.

I want to burst in tears in your arms,

so you see the pain you caused me,

and never again doubt that

I loved you

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Sometimes I wonder,

If  you felt it has much as I did

If I was the only one to hurt, to regret 

I wonder If my lips left a mark on yours,

If my life left a mark in yours.

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You’re not as good a love story as you are a heartbreak story

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- Have you ever been in love ?

- Yes.

- Was it good or bad ?

- It was awfully painful. And terrifying.

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You said "I won't let you forget".

And I thought you wouldn't let me forget that you loved me, that I mattered to you.

But you won't let me forget that you have power over me, that you control me, that you've won and I've lost.

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Happiness is not a process.

It's a moment,

It can not be frozen and stored.

It's a sad song but it has a cheer for rythme.

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I don't miss you.

I miss myself.

But I've seemed to have lost myself loosing you

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We all break.

In the smallest or the most out there ways.

We all fall apart.

Often or rarely.

We all break, because none of us are unbreakable.

You can burst into tears, fall oof the ground, sob, scream

You have the night to feel it all and let it all out

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We were kids, hanging out in parks

Looking for a way back to simpler times,

Looking to escape our lives.

We were kids, playing with love,

Experiencing with all those brand new feelings.

But you have to touch fire to know it burns,

And we caught on fire.

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I've been torturing myself for so long.

No wanting to let go.

Keeping this feeling close, afraid

That I'll never feel it the same way.

And I won't. Next time it'll be good.

No games, no lies.

Next time the words will have meaning.

The kisses and carresses won't just be 'nothing'.

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I feel dumb, naive, powerless, and weak for wanting you to care.

For wishing you would wake up one day, and just want to talk to me, or see me.

You made me question who I was,

if I was worth anything,

if I deserved to be loved,

if I could be loved.

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Love is truly the great manifesto ; the urge to be, to count for something and, if death must come, to die valiantly, with acclamation - in short, to remain a memory.

Cesare Pavese

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Sometimes you’ll want to call him to get the answers you want, to ask all the questions.

But with time the questions will fade away,

You’ll forget about them,

Because in the end,

The only thing that matter,

Is the heart and the trust he broke.

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Worthless. Stupid. These are the words I grew up hearing. They are the words I try to outrun, because if I let them in, they might stay there and grow and fill me up and in, until the only thing left of me is worthless stupid worthless stupid worthless stupid.

All the bright places