To whom one needs comfort,
When I say rest, where would you go to?
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How bad would it be if I told you that you are not perfect?
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You remembered the love I gave when it was time for me to forget it.
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But what hurts you the most? He asked, then I looked at him.
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To the person who lost his chance,
“... that someday you will just be tired out. Tired out of wishing you have done the things you didn’t.”
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How do you say 'I love you' secretly?
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And nothing beats the warmth this coffee brings my heart.
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...and that's just hard to accept. That we may never experience love at all until the end of our time here on earth.
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What are you most afraid of? to not feel sympathy nor empathy for another person, or to always care about how would they feel?
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In the gray area,
In between the lines of whether I should be on either side. In between the lines of how I was stuck and nothing could make me move. In between the lines where I am afraid I would never get to move and be here, still afraid of what could happen.
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Myth was love
Myth was love, before I experienced the true meaning of love was within a person and not what you see in them. Myth was love, before I knew that it is about accepting the flaw of your love and not try to perfect them. Myth was love, because whoever loves the most grieved and became sad. Myth was love, for all the damages done. Myth was love, until I was mended whole again, by love.
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To the loneliest of them all,
Merry Christmas!
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Maybe someday, somewhere I will be in that moment when I could finally say, "I wish the time will stop for awhile."
A wishful thinking of seasonmewithsaltnpepper
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