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May we meet again.

But truthfully, I can’t hope for that. I can’t let myself believe we’ll meet again, that we’ll find our way back to each other.

Because if I do, some part of me will always wait. And I’ll be stuck —trapped in this place of nothingness forever. So no matter how much it hurts, I need to accept that this is it.

No second chance. No crossing paths again. Actions have consequences. And because of that, there is no us anymore.

There never will be again.

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Eviction Notice

I think of you still every day, No matter what I do or say. You show up, loud, inside my head— Unwelcome guest, tears being shed.

You left, but left your echo here, A whisper sharp, a phantom near. It twists my mood with just one thought, A memory I never bought.

We’re strangers now, no thread remains, Just scattered thoughts and phantom pains. And still you stay—unpaid, unseen— Rent free, inside my mind so keen.

I didn’t ask for you to stay, But you don’t care—you find a way. So here it is, in black and white: Eviction notice. Leave. Tonight.

No more rent-free, no more control. No more rewinds that take their toll. You don’t belong in who I am— You’re just a ghost. A hologram.

I’ll clear the room, unlock the gate, And leave you to your ghostly fate. Your lease is up—your time is through. My mind’s no longer home to you.

Still… part of me is scared you’ll stay. But I’ll keep locking you away. And every time you try to creep, I’ll fight to take back what you keep.

This isn’t peace, not quite just yet— But it’s the strongest I have felt. I look around not healed at all, Cause yours is still the name I call.

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[…] I hear the glass bottle shatter on the floor. This seems appropriate since I have obviously lost my grip on everything.

Catching fire, Suzanne Collins

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You can’t count on things happening tomorrow just because they happened in the past. It’s faulty logic.

Sunrise on the Reaping, Suzanne Collins

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Who will I be, once I put the broken pieces back together?

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I am caught up in the past, scared of the future, and missing out on the present.

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I’m still holding on, still tied to what we shared, even though now it seems like you never cared. So when I say I want to forget, it’s not because I feel regret.

I’m just so tired of feeling this way, I’d rather lose the growth we made each day. I want to move on, I truly do. But I still feel bound to you.

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If you would reach out and want me back, I would take you back in a heartbeat.

How pathetic is that?

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The person you date should be(come) your best friend they said…

What they didn’t say, was how much it sucks for you to not only loose your partner but also your best friend.

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The way of change

Change can be a little mean,

it barges in on you, unseen,

when life feels safe and bright,

it rips away what once felt right.

It doesn’t ask, it doesn’t wait,

it shakes your world and calls it fate.

It steals the things you swore would stay,

then leaves you lost along the way.

But when you beg for change to come,

when every day feels cold and numb,

it stays afar, just out of sight,

a shadow slipping from the light.

So you must chase it, make it stay,

fight to carve a different way.

For some change hides, for some change steals,

but the change you need—you forge, you feel.

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And I’m angry

angry because I’m awake, thinking of you, thinking of us, thinking of how I’ve changed.

Spinning in circles inside my head, screaming at nothing, punching into pillows,

saying I want to let go… while somehow still holding on.

All while you probably haven’t thought of me at all.

Not today. Not this week. Maybe not even this month…

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Somedays I want to pull my heart out of my chest just so I can stop feeling this way.

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I miss the person I used to be. With dreams and ambitions. Now I feel like all I got left are fears and insecurities…

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If we are meant to be together, we will find our way back to each other…

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How is it that you're always on my mind, even when I'm not trying to think of you?

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“If it is important enough, you will find a way. Otherwise, you’ll find an excuse.”

— Unknown

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I want to move on. I want to cut the string connecting me to you. But the scissors are blunt.