cloudscape1004

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"can we be friends again?!?"

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have you forgotten about me yet?

do i still linger in your mind like you do in mine?

in beautiful places I long for your presence

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i pray, i pray every night, that you don't give up;

im still here, im still waiting for you;

waiting for us to get back

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lost friendship.

We met when everything slowed down, when time itself seemed to pause. A conversation began, and before we knew it, three years had passed.

Then, something changed. You drifted away, lost somewhere beyond my reach. I searched for you, waited—hoping you'd return. And you did. For a while, everything felt right again.

But once more, you disappeared. This time, I waited a year, holding on to the hope of seeing you again. But there were no signs, no traces—just silence.

I could never be angry with you. You are, and will always be, my favorite. I still love you, even now.

But I asked you to forget me. And if, by chance, our paths cross again in the future—ignore my existence.

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waiting for someone patiently who isn't coming back,

waiting for someone who used to share every details but now is lost somewhere,

waiting for someone with whom I had late night calls but now is spending my nights in remembering the moments,

waiting for someone with whom I shared my pain and sadness but now cries silently,

waiting for her to come back but now her smiles, laughter and everything started to fade from memories.

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being ghosted after you made me believe you’d never leave me makes me feel like I wasn’t a good enough friend to you.

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At last, I freed you from me, saying goodbye for the last time. I said words that were never meant for you, claiming I would forget you.

I do not want to say that I hate you, as I never did. I will wait for your call; I will wait for you to come back. But if you do, I hope I haven’t forgotten about you.

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I do not know where I stand,

Lost between nowhere, sinking in sand.

No soul beside me, no guiding light,

Drifting alone in endless night.

Swept away by waves so deep,

Isolation haunts the thoughts I keep.

Every moment, every word,

Overanalyzed, yet unheard.

Whom to trust? I do not know,

Broken by many, worn by woe.

An inner voice, a silent plea,

Calling out, yet lost at sea.

"Where do I stand?" I ask once more,

"Where do I go?"—an unanswered lore.

Surrounded by many, yet I see,

None who truly understand me.

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its been months since we talked about our favourite things, and yes, its been months since we laughed together on each other's jokes.

slowly, your memories just turned into cold winter breeze that haunts me even in sunlight.

"what happened between us?," I ask myself sometimes; you left a void in my heart, now you're fading away like the sun in the horizon.

sometimes I hate you, but other times, i forgive you for leaving me in the midst of solitude.

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i met you when i was never looking for you, and lost you when i loved you the most

please don't forget me and my love for you, perhaps we'll meet again but in another story

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i forgot your face, your voice, your everything, your faded memories lingers in my mind.

cried for you many time thinking that we were just a phase.

sometimes I hate you, but other times I find, can we reunite, leaving all doubts behind?

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i found myself immersed in the pages of a book, which prompted reflections on the passage of time

however, the demands of daily life continually pull me away, preventing me from fully losing myself in those narratives

i often wish i could escape into that world and never return.

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summer evenings turning blue and cold, autumn is on the way,

my feelings never changed for you, neither you coming back too

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"some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested; that is, some books are to be read only in parts; others to be read, but not curiously; and some few are to be read wholly, and with diligence and attention."

— Francis Bacon, "Of Studies"

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i called your name in my sleep, my visions are blur, you looked back at me, then, never i saw you.

you again came in my sleep, but this time, it was the last time we talked and then never again.

so i ask my heart the question, when again I am going to see you? or is it just my mind making me hallucinate?

i am lost.