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@trying-life
There was a certain malaise in her eyes, as if the darkness within has taken over her entire being, spreading like a plague. Corrupting her soul, driving her mind to insanity. And then, a break in the distant. A distorted figure walks closer. It hovered in front of her. The blurred vision did nothing but increase the fear within. Then muffled voices were heard. "....hurt...pain..." And then malicious laughter. Fear has spread throughout her entire being, giving in to insanity.
I wish I can hold you, touch you, feel you, hug you...but you're nowhere to be found when I most need you
I want to say I miss you, but at the same time, I don't want you to think that I miss you too much.
Hush heart...things will get better
How scary that words can make you feel a certain way.
I am so sorry for hurting you in any way. I hope you'll somehow find your happiness. Thank you for all goodness that you have done! I will be eternally grateful for all the happiness you have given me. Thank you
Just because two people love each other doesn't mean it will work out. Even though I love the person, I end up hurting them. I just don't know what to do anymore. That's why I decided that I will not fall in love again...
Let the physical distance between us do its magic.
Your last words left quite a trail of marks, and I'm still wondering what's next.
Close your eyes. What’s the first thing that came to mind? What did it make you feel? Why did you think of it? How would you feel if you lost it? Would you give it up?
“I don’t trust you.” He smiled at the guarded response. “And I don’t blame you. Want to talk about it? Maybe over a lunch?” She looked at him in disbelief. “Get lost!” She was starting to get annoyed because she couldn’t shake him off. “I already did. When I first saw you,” he replied. “Oh my gosh! Can’t you take a hint. I don’t want to associate with you,” she retorted. “Can you try to explain to me what exactly happen for you to actually say those words? Here and now. If I’m satisfied with your answer, I’ll leave you alone forever. But if I’m not, I’ll do whatever it takes to win you over.” He said. She looked at him. Saddened by his intention. “I can’t. Everything still hurts. Anger, frustration, sadness, grief are all in the mix. I just can’t. Please leave me alone.” He looked at her. “I can’t. Not when I know this much.” And she looked at him. “Then at least give me time to straighten myself out.” “Can I help?” he tried. She just smiled, replied “no”, and walked away.
I didn’t realize what these feelings were. I didn’t have a label or name for it. All I know was that I felt something that I couldn’t understand. The thing is that feeling made me happy. It made me feel, and it’s something that doesn’t easily come by. It’s a rarity to have something like it. It felt really special.
I love those moments… when I step out in the night and I see the stars twinkle with what seems like red, yellow, blue, and white flickering dots in the night sky when I feel a cool breeze during dusk as the sun sets as it blows away the little worries that I had that day and a sense of renewal fills me when I tie my hair up in a ponytail and it feels just right because it swings every time I walk when I drive by myself places and I blast the music I love to sing to with my horribly out of tune voice when I am able to accomplish the things that I am supposed to do sooner than I planned it when the expectations are just right and things turn out alright
I feel like crying out everything that I feel
I'm so sorry for giving in to what I'm feeling. I'm sorry that you are the person I learned to love again. I'm sorry that you are the person I learned that it's okay to let go. I'm sorry that you are the person I learned that it's okay to move on. I'm sorry that I hurt you. I'm sorry for confusing you. I'm sorry for making you think of a future. I'm sorry for making you think that every impossible is possible. I'm sorry that I don't really understand much--about you, what you're feeling, what you see. I'm sorry that you are the person that got hurt in the process of me learning about this in life. But I'm also not sorry for any of the things that happened between us. I'm not sorry that I felt something. I'm not sorry for the happiness that I felt all those times. I'm never sorry for meeting you. In fact, I'm am truly and forever grateful and thankful to you. Because you made me feel something again. You helped made me who I am today. And for that, THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!
I sense there's something in the wind That feels like tragedy's at hand And though I'd like to stand by him Can't shake this feeling that I have The worst is just around the bend
And does he notice my feelings for him? And will he see how much he means to me? I think it's not to be
What will become of my dear friend Where will his actions lead us then? Although I'd like to join the crowd In their enthusiastic cloud Try as I may, it doesn't last And will we ever end up together?
Oh ooh
And will we ever end up together? No, I think not, it's never to become For I am not the one
Is it ever possible to just forgive, forget, and move on? Can I try to leave without hurting anyone? Everything is just too much and it hurts