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The blank pages of the diary rejoiced. She only wrote when she was sad

2amtheories

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Me: hi

Him: hello

Me: how was your day?

Him:(after adjusting his hair) such a bad question. Let's talk about something else....

- memoriesofthedayiconfessedmylove

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Maybe years later on a chance meeting again he will see me again with same look of awe as he did today. Maybe years later he will have the strength to say what he couldn't today because I could see he wanted to speak something. Maybe a few months from now I will understand that he is no one, he is no hurricane, he is no storm, no test set by life, he is no hurdle, for hurdles give pain only when you are stuck to them, tests are painful when you fail and he is just a boy. He is only a boy..... A boy I miss but don't want back

My broken heart

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I miss him.I am addicted to him. It is like I am going through detox. Us talking almost everyday. Us making a joke of something so normal and laughing like hell. Him. I miss the idea of him. I miss the idea where it was fine for me having feelings for him.I miss the time that I used to laugh just because he was with me.I miss really laughing.

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Some days I think that years later from now, I will still have a part of me that will wait for him. That will want him. But a part is better than a whole. A part is progress.It will take years.But you forget. You forgive yourself. You learn that the pain made you weak but your fight against it against all odds made you strong.Pain makes us weak.The realisation that we can fight it.The hope that we will get over it makes us strong.

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His Love

He says he has never fallen in this trench we call love. He says he is grateful he has not. Now I just want to show him what he has missed. But how can I show him the high the oxygen gives if he refuses to breathe? How can I show him what he's missed if he refuses to live? His love is his dream it's time I make my love my dream too. Maybe then one day when we accidentally meet somewhere he might just realize what he does not realize now. Maybe years later we will meet again. Maybe years later he will be the one to fall. And maybe then I will finally be able to say no to him.

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She can be sad even when she’s happy. She can be lonely even when she’s loved. She felt things deeply. It was both her blessing and her curse.

Juansen Dizon (via remanence-of-love)