The same love that passed me by.
Maybe I can tell you how I feel through a series of meaningless words that have meaning when put together. But telling you how I feel isn't even close to feeling what I feel and having it be real. And I don't know whether this illusion will satisfy. It's not that I'm trying to beat around the bush, it's not that I'm trying to deny you of the bait I just laid before you. But you have to understand that the echoes of the figurative gunshot that broke my heart still resonate within my ears. And when I close my mind to keeping it off of what has been haunting me it is then that the pain is too much to bear. And every year of my life is taunting me to open up my mind to something new. Every tear I cry symbolizes just how much I care. So to tell you how my very being breaks, I will close my mind to all the worthless world. And I'll give it every thing it takes to relive it for you.
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It doesn't matter what the weather is whether it storms or shines because every breath I take is a blessing. Every where I go I know that you have me. I feel so happy when I go to sleep because come tomorrow I will see you again. And in my heart this joy I keep to give to you. And come tomorrow I will release it with a kiss upon your lips. And when we separate from pressing one another our mouths will part and reveal a smile. As happiness itself escapes from our lips and our chests will feel light with the absence of the ecstacy we have kept inside. All the while we will gaze into each other's eyes and we will know. We love each other.
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One morning he awoke and the place where he kept his joy for me had been filled in with indifference. On that same day my heart broke. And the blood flowed into the crevices where I kept my love for him. And filled it with denial. Until finally the tears subsided and the reality settled into my chest with it came the emptiness. Now an abandoned abode where my happiness used to dwell resided within me. And the dust began to settle over the photographs and bed where we used to lie. Until finally it all faded to memory. And a ghost lives where our love did die. It's just so lonely here.
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It doesn't matter what the weather is whether it storms or shines because every breath I take is a curse.
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It doesn't matter what the weather is whether it storms or shines because every breath I take is a blessing. Every where I go I know that you have me. I feel so happy when I go to sleep because come tomorrow I will see you again. And in my heart this joy I keep to give to you. And come tomorrow I will release it with a kiss upon your lips. And when we separate from pressing one another our mouths will part and reveal a smile. As happiness itself escapes from our lips and our chests will feel light with the absence of the ecstacy we have kept inside. All the while we will gaze into each other's eyes and we will know. We love each other.
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One morning he awoke and the place where he kept his joy for me had been filled in with indifference. On that same day my heart broke. And the blood flowed into the crevices where I kept my love for him. And filled it with denial. Until finally the tears subsided and the reality settled into my chest with it came the emptiness. Now an abandoned abode where my happiness used to dwell resided within me. And the dust began to settle over the photographs and bed where we used to lie. Until finally it all faded to memory. And a ghost lives where our love did die. It's just so lonely here.
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It doesn't matter what the weather is whether it storms or shines because every breath I take is a curse.