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You can't just touch my soul and leave.

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Most of the time beautiful things don't even know that they're beautiful and that in itself is nothing but a tragedy ~

“Beautiful things don’t ask for attention.”

— James Thurber, The Secret Life of Walter Mitty

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“How many times can the same thing break your heart?”

— Unknown

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“Even now, as broken as you may feel, you are still so strong. There’s something to be said for how you hold yourself together and keep moving, even though you feel like shattering. Don’t stop. This is your healing. It doesn’t have to be pretty, or graceful. You just have to keep going.”

— Maxwell Diawuoh

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Take me back to the nights, where you and I were tangled up beneath the sheets and our bodies were so much a part of each other- that it was impossible to know where you ended and I began, as we lay in your bed and listen to the softness of the rain hitting the window.

The sound of your breath against my ear and your heartbeat resounding through my ears, as it flutters within your chest against the same gentle rhythm as my own.

Resting safely in your arms as the silence fills the darkness surrounding us and yet I am able to hear everything you are saying.

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Every morning I wake with this horrible ache in my chest and it follows me through into the night once again, just as I lay my head down upon my pillow.

The pain strikes me like a lightning bolt- a hot rod pushed against my skin, until it pierces my skin and pushes into my very veins themselves and it carries itself down to the core of my soul.

Writhing on my bed in pain as I try not to cry out and scream, I feel nothing but torment- the grief comes next and I am unable to breathe as it pulls itself along the depths of my body and I am forced to give into the dreadful reality of how you have been stolen from within my grasp.

Though it may be for only a short while, your absense lays in everything I do and everywhere I go.

Torturing me within my very existence itself...

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“The thing you are most afraid to write. Write that.”

— Nayyirah Waheed

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Bring outdoor life into the home.

ig credit: nonohanaga.suki.

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“When you love someone, when you care for someone, you have to do it through the good and the bad. Not just when you’re happy and it’s easy.”

— Lauren Olivier

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Your love consumes me and I would die to be next to you once again- so please, you need to come back to me...

Come back to me next year as the same man who lit the match and set my soul ablaze in the dark.

I have spent so many months forcing myself to endure through the pain and torment of your leave of absense that was forced upon our weary souls, but it will soon be over my love.

Hold on just a little longer....

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“Be strong enough to let go, and wise enough to wait for what you deserve.”

— Unknown

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Rediscovering myself is an interesting process that I have been forced to take moment to moment, because I think I know something about myself- but I realize that it ceases to exist...

I keep being taken back to the morning when I was laying in your bed and we were so entangled in each other, that I didn't know where I ended and you began.

We didn't say anything and yet I felt so much in the silence of our breathing in the darkened room.

As far as I am concerned- this is the moment where everything began and when I left your place- that is when I left as the brand new woman who had finally emerged out of the chrysalis as the new born Phoenix.

She rose from the depths of hell itself- the void of nothing but despair that had fell upon her soul.

You helped me crawl out of that darkness and I only managed to survive because of you.

It has taken me years to realize this, but you are my identity and you always have been ~

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