It has been so long, but I have to write. I dreamed about him last night. Not unusual, I do all the time...most nights in fact. But this had to be the most beautiful way to dream about a person I have ever had, and the most exquisite way I could ever dream about him.

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Sometimes I cry just because I love someone so much. Not because they have hurt me, or I am upset...just because tears are the only thing potent enough to express how much I love them. Tears, perhaps not of joy, but because it is the only way of loving. Sometimes I just lay in a dark room and think...and this rare phenomenon sneaks up behind my ( Read more... )

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1. Your age.

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I destroyed everything. I just want it all back. A few months off and my life is gone. Where did they go? I cannot find all of them again, only a few. I'm starting to realize they never really cared. I suppose I need a new life. They woods have found their new life in the spring, where is mine? Why do I long for what has passed? It's everything I ( Read more... )

I have kept a dead journal of late. Indeed I have kept a cold, dying life. So much pointless responsibility takes the time that I should spend living. Thus, I have not had time to live. Only time to waste, sleep, and remain heart broken. The cycle must end at some point. I need a break and the human body can only be pushed so far. At least the ( Read more... )

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One can forgive, but it is so hard to forget, for the memory of the mind controls its own retention. The memories now mound so hight that the present is shrouded by the lingering past. To move forward would entail the impossible, the abandonment of life.

forget I existed. Trust me, it's easy.