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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.

Mira R. Aridi

No matter how astray the becoming might be, I’ll never search for the old in me.
MIRA R. ARIDI

Astray Change Old
The clock ticks by and all I could think of is that at least I’m a day closer to seeing you.
MIRA R. ARIDI

Clock I Miss You See Thinking Tick
You float underneath my eyelids – a dream I never seem to get enough of.
MIRA R. ARIDI

Dreams Enough Float I Miss You
You feed me poison in a spoon of gold and I always ask for more.
MIRA R. ARIDI

Broken Heart Feed Gold Posion Spoon Trust
I’ve come to see that life does not only exist where you do. There’s sense of life here too.
MIRA R. ARIDI

Existence Life See Sense
You pull away and suddenly I have more room to grow.
MIRA R. ARIDI

Growth Room Self Care Sudden
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.
MIRA R. ARIDI

Anxiety Deep Die Ending Feeling relief
This is face blindness, but not really it. Among all the faces I see, I could only see yours.
MIRA R. ARIDI

Blind Break Up Face I Miss You
Perhaps their voices never leave us and we spend our lives fumbling for quiet corners where we can hear them most.
MIRA R. ARIDI

Corner Hear I Miss You Live never Quiet Voice
I taught myself the art of forgetfulness. If they were meant to be remembered, they would have stayed.
MIRA R. ARIDI

Art Break Up Forget Remember Stay Teaching
I’m breathing dreams like air, like there will never be enough of them to fill up the space in my lungs.
MIRA R. ARIDI

Air Breathe Dreams Lungs Space
Refrain from giving pieces of yourself to those who get close, for people leave, and gifts that are given cannot be returned.
MIRA R. ARIDI

Close Gift Leaving Pieces Return Yourself
We preserve their places in our hearts depending on the way they leave them.
MIRA R. ARIDI

Break Up Depend Heart Leaving Preservance
Of all the lies I’ve lived, and all the lies I’ve been told, the lies I told myself hurt the most.
MIRA R. ARIDI

Hurt Lie Live Myself
I’ve experienced departure far too much to have the courage and call anyone my own.
MIRA R. ARIDI

Break Up Call Courage Departure Experience
I am grieving a connection that never really happened, a dance of souls that only lasted one day.
MIRA R. ARIDI

Break Up Connection Dance Relationship Soul

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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