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The part

Am I blind? I can't see anymore where we left off. You're here, I'm there. A never ending story. Continues through air. Emotion That kills The heart Looking at you makes me die inside Like a flower which has no water Dead inside Where is that spark? Before we part I want to say Your that part of me that will never disappear The part that was sacred, deep and intense No one And I mean No one can replace the feeling you dropped upon me The day you called me beautiful and hugged me then vowing your mine Knowing one day you would walk away 

Hours and days

From the day I met you until now. It's so different; The memories we made and the bond we retain. And I still remember the day I was confused. I dont remember why.  So shy, but confident Our bond has grown so much As if a tree is blossoming in the spring The root represent a base, the trunk represents trust and the leaves swaying back and forth are us Our weird ways and craziness How we put up with each other We've seen the good and bad but we're still tight like a rope Our days are countless but there are more hours to come And nothing can tear us apart We are strong like the air around us.  Your gentle touch makes everything better As if there is a raging storm in my heart but ur gentle voice blows it away And our little jokes makes me laugh at the most odd places No where you are or where I am We're still so close Our days pass by like a wave of memories  and our hours

What do I know?

Where are you? It's been days. Months. No call, nor text. I can't laugh without, the thought of you popping in my mind. It's a rush of emotions hitting my face, I don't know whether to stare or cry. It's a force that I'm struggling with, holding the emotion in or pulling you towards me. And I don't know why you do this. Without you, I die inside. I see you everywhere, I think about you anywhere. I see you in my dreams, will it be okay if I say that to you the next day? We can look intensely into each others eyes. Who knows what will happen next? I cry late at night and, I don't know why but I do. No matter what happens, you dont look at me the same way. My cries for attention, don't effect you. Nothing I do... No, I don't know what I do. I did something that you used to love And I don't know, why

INTRODUCING ME

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