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sircharlesthepoet · 1 year
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Dark, Dark, Dark Moon
I miss her telling me how beautiful the moon is. She loves the moon, and I do too. She would always tell me or send me a picture when she thought the moon was beautiful. That was a message I always looked forward to because I do want to know what the moon looks like in NYC. I wanna know that the moon is beautiful through her eyes. I wish I had let her know how much I loved each time she told me…
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this timeline
in an alternate timeline we do end up together. that timeline is warm, giggly, pure, and whole hearted. but that is not this timeline. this timeline is the one where i learn to take indecision as no. the one where i have to unlearn to love you. this is the one where the memories of sun rays beaming down on fields and mountains alike, nights where the stars make you feel infinite, accompanied by the perfect melody or the perfect silence, make me sad. my favorite things make me sad now because in this timeline I learned that they were your favorite too. 
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ajeebsibaat · 2 years
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Journal Shit#3
You loved her with everything you had and she didn't care at all? well, it's their loss, I know things are easy to say people will say forget about her she didn't deserve you and all that shit but, remember that the things that happened to you will get better eventually but it is up to you how you wanna do it. weather you wanna forever suffer in stages of grief or find some interesting things to do.
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iemanahmed · 6 years
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And then in the night, it's your heart that is most restless. So restless, that It seems it would jump out of you. You feel it. You feel that intensity of restlessness that even if you try to measure on the scale, you won't be able to. Sleep don't overcome. And even if it do, it doesn't escape you from what you're going through.
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onlyyoucanprevent · 8 years
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Thoughts from beyond bedtime
I fucking loved you and you let me go. What am I supposed to do with the feelings you left smoldering in my heart? Hopefully someone else will realize how much I can give them and how amazing I can be as a girlfriend. I will be happy again. I don't wish you ill, but I wish I hadn't fallen for you.
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cry--babie-blog-blog · 10 years
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I'm just really angry that I can't have sex anymore because like I don't trust anyone else to have sex with me.
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