I have never known love like the comfort of holding you
I have never known pleasure like the joy of kissing you
I have never known strength like the will to fight for you
I have never known fear like the thought of losing you
You redefine me and everything I have ever believed
I will never know a life again without your life blooming in it
I’m sad. No matter how hard I try to believe otherwise, my body has given its verdict and I will not fight it anymore.
The only way to get through grief is to live through it, right? There’s no easier way to do it. There’s no shorter route to the end of the tunnel.
It is slow and painful. But it is what it is. I will live through it.
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Come abroad and see
Let me write you your favourite love story
Read it and set me free
Let me fulfill for you your fantasies
Then you do it for me
Set my ashes free
Set my ashes free
The heart and the mind work funny ways
So desperate for happiness
They carve images of love out of tearful memories
So pathetic for attention
They close their eyes to reality and choose to believe in a mirage.
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Courage dear heart,
Its not your time or place.
My eyes are tired, as if they haven’t slept in years
My heart is dry, as if it hasn’t rained since long
My mind is clogged, as if in the middle of an eternal duststorm
Yet here I breathe, breeze in breeze out
With every blink of my eye, I run towards a tiny ray of hope
Hoping that it will pull me out in sunshine and meadow . Amen
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You owned up everything
You came upfront and faced all the consequences
How did you get to be so brave?
Where will we go from here?
I wish I could fast forward our lives to few years from now
When all the dust has hopefully settled and we’re headed somewhere
Somewhere happier, somewhere less complicated
Oh how I wish I could.
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Each fight is worse than before, but I wonder whats the worst? Has it passed or is it yet to come?
Should I prepare or live in the moment? What difference does it make?
You! You can sulk all day, as you on most days do. You can lay back on the couch and care about not a thing in the world.
But me? I’m a mother. I get no days to sulk. I have to get up each morning, gather all strength and make our child feel like its just another day. Put up a smile, make her happy while my head hurts and I feel weighed down. But I won’t show you and that kills you, doesn’t it?
It bothers you why you can’t break me? My resilience burns you. Burn. Cuz I aint going down because of you. No matter how long the cat and dog show continues, I’m standing the ground.
There’s something so dreamy about you. You’re my forbidden fruit.
You’re poetry and mystery. You’re an abyss I shouldn’t step into.
But you make my heart and soul ache. Only once in a while, I yearn to be set ablaze in your flame
But I’ve drowned, and roamed the thorny pathways. I yearn and then pay an aching price. So I dare not light a spark now
I’m in no Eden, but if I fall still, I’ll never recover and that’d be the end of me, my forbidden fruit.
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I love you so much. If I could say it enough, if you could hear it enough. Everyday you light up my heart, my soul, my mind. My little miracle. My sunshine. My happiness.
Can we go back to the times we spent?
Can I change what I said?
Can I be someone else?
Would you take that chance?
Do I dare ask?
Just walk away.
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