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Love.

"My Love, Tell me. How sincere is your love? Is it a love that could only be bought using the beating of one's heart for another? Tell me. How deep is your love? Is it as deep as the sky, the only limit is your mind? If you had three words, would you speak the language of love or hatred? Will those words be 'I love you' or 'I'll leave you'?

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If you’re going to fall in love with me, please understand what I’m about to say. I’m falling apart. In the most literal sense and in a figure of speech. My health is diminishing and so is my happiness. I never said I wouldn’t love you back. I’d adore you. I’d never want to let you go. Just don’t leave me - because I’m not sure if I can take much more.

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"You’re all I’ve ever wanted.You’re beautiful.” I smiled,even though that’s not the answer I was hoping to hear.I’d hoped for him to compliment how I think or how I speak or something..but not beauty,definitely not something that won’t last forever.

Beauty isn't everything.

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She left. I thought she was the one I'm going to watch sunsets or sunrise with for the rest of my life.I thought she was the one who would carve out smiles out of clouds.With me.Why did she leave?I loved her,no I love her.I love her and I still do.I always will. Now she gets to feel the clouds in her palms and the kiss of the sun's warmth.All without me. I'll wait.I'll wait till I can hold her close and kiss her like there's no tomorrow. I hope she'll do the same.

Hoping for the best.

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"And what happens to the guy who smokes and fights and robs your heart? ~ At least he's living."

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Poems About The People I’ve Loved 

                         “Everyone stops calling.”

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As I stared at what was left of us,I only wished the she would have worked harder.If only she worked hard enough,maybe I would still be able to hold her waist and kiss her lips.Damn her lips.. ~ "How'd you know I didn't work my ass off just to keep us?"

Some of us are lucky enough to have what we deserve;some,not so.

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"How come you never told me about him?"I asked,the things I learnt only today about the boy who broke her heart. "I don't want you to see me like how everybody else sees me.I don't want you to think of me as the girl with the broken heart.I just want you to see me as the girl who stole your heart."Says the girl who,indeed, stole my heart.

I love how whole hearts feel and broken minds think.

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"I am truly in love with you.With the way you smile,the way you laugh...God,I just love you." I glanced down at your lips then look back up,staring into your eyes. Your eyes hold the galaxies,your heart holds the entire universe and I swear,your mind is full of constellations. And then all I could feel was your lips on mine.And in that moment,the slow ticking of the clock fades off as the beating of my heart replaces it.

The timeless clock.

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"Why won't you answer me?"He ask in a firm tone. "I'm sorry."I say with my head down. "I didn't ask for an apology.I just want an answer."He puts a finger on my chin,making me look at him. "That's an answer.I'm sorry.I'm not answering you because I'm sorry for giving you the impression that you can talk to me.I'm sorry for allowing me to be a part of your life.I didn't want to be a part of yours.It's too good to be true.So I'm sorry."

Excerpt from a hidden part of my mind.

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Today,a comedian I grew up with died.He was one of my childhood favorites,the way he made people laugh without even doing anything.He,pun intended,joked his way to my heart.So I was pretending to cry to my sister as I saw a picture of him on the television.I was 'crying' so hard.At one point though,my mouth felt dry and my eyes watered slowly.After that,my throat just swelled shut.

We pretend to be in pain,so God grant us our wish and give us pain.

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Have you ever imagined your life to be different?What a stupid question, of course you have.Who hasn’t? You imagine yourself getting an A instead of a C on the math test,right?Or do you imagine the boy who stole your heart steal your kiss,holding you close? Imagine if these happened.Would you imagine things the way you’re living it?Would you be happy with what you have? Maybe.Maybe not.You never know.

What we think we know might not be known after all.

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She laid in bed,with her pale face and blood dripping out of her nose,slowly. With the last shred of energy,she grabbed my hand and held tightly,as if her dear life depended on it. "I'm sorry."She said strongly in her soft voice. "I'm sorry for being so foolish.Now as I lay here,looking at my love and yours,did I realize that loving and wanting to own are two completely different things.I only wanted to have you." ~ I look to my left,where indeed the girl with my heart is,and then look up at the clouds,where the girl which's heart I stole was.

Because there's nothing more confusing than words and love.

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Long were the nights,we were together.All the photos of us together,smiling like we were the world.Oh,how I miss those. Now that you're gone,what else do we do to keep ourselves reminded of those days?I don't blame you for leaving,though.I know if I did,it would be like blaming all the good times we had too.

Heartbreaks are the things that keep us alive at night.

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I think it’s better to lose faith in God then look for Him when in despair rather than look up to Him our whole lives only for the rewards he promised.

If you want to do something,do it out of sincerity,not for rewards.

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Maybe we're not right for each other."She say,eyes glistening under the moonlight."Maybe I'm not right for you. You deserve so much more.You deserve someone who will love you so much more than I can.I only love you.And for someone as amazing as you,you deserve more than that.

Good people break hearts in the worst ways.

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What do you feel about me?"He asks. Honestly,I don’t know.I’ve grown to never feel pain whenever I’m put in a situation that calls for it.That just means I don’t feel love too.How could I,after all those years of sorrow and loneliness,open myself up to the possibility that the idea of ‘love’ still exists?How could I be so sure that 'love’ is not pain disguised as a nice gift wrapped in designed paper?I could never be sure. ~ "I feel nothing about you.

We feel unloved our whole lives that when Love comes,we run from it.