I am grieving a connection that never really happened, a dance of souls that only lasted one day.
MIRA R. ARIDIYou feed me poison in a spoon of gold and I always ask for more.
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Nothing hurts me more than when I tell you to leave me alone, and you do.
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We preserve their places in our hearts depending on the way they leave them.
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I close my eyes and I see you. I open them, and I’m blind.
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I want to fold you into my book, like a petal, so that you’d never leave.
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I wish I can still hold your hand like I used to. I wish you were still alive.
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How is it that we mourn the shattered pieces of the love we willingly broke?
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No matter how astray the becoming might be, I’ll never search for the old in me.
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The clock ticks by and all I could think of is that at least I’m a day closer to seeing you.
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Of all the lies I’ve lived, and all the lies I’ve been told, the lies I told myself hurt the most.
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Where once there were a few houses between us, now there are seas.
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You’ll roam the world and come to realize: It’s all in you, to be free or not to be.
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I’ve always had a fear of endings, but it comes as relief to me that among all the dying things, I am one too.
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A year has passed, and even after all that has changed, I know one thing hasn’t. I still want you.
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I’ve come to see that life does not only exist where you do. There’s sense of life here too.
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It was always your dreams we focused on, you never thought I’d have dreams too.
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If there’s anything I’ve learnt so far, it’s that to love others, you should give them space to breathe.
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You float underneath my eyelids – a dream I never seem to get enough of.
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Perhaps their voices never leave us and we spend our lives fumbling for quiet corners where we can hear them most.
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I shed skin after skin, seeking my true colors, expecting a rainbow or a stripe of black, but all I get are maps of red. We are all human underneath.
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I taught myself the art of forgetfulness. If they were meant to be remembered, they would have stayed.
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Sometimes I feel like I’m only a drop in your ocean and the waves will soon carry me away.
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You pull away and suddenly I have more room to grow.
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And when you win all wars of life, there will remain the one you must lose. Time.
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I’ve experienced departure far too much to have the courage and call anyone my own.
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Lay your head on mine and let me breathe you instead of air.
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I run from my thoughts of you and meet them in my dreams.
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