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aylin
aylin
21/F/Texas “You don’t know how lovely you are”
My fingers look at the letters on the keyboard and I’m barely able to form words. I want to write of my pain but I can’t seem to explain. My hero is gone and I need saving. I feel so alone and everything keeps changing. This pressure in my chest is getting too hot. I hate that I can’t go to where you are. If I were to take it upon myself I’d only rot. So I have to let it burn, and burn, and burn. While I constantly think when will it be my turn? You don’t want me to think like this and I know it. But I’ve  stopped trying to be heroic. This pressure in my chest is getting too hot. But you won’t give me the option to stop. Because it’s not just me anymore.
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Oct 31, 2020
Oct 31, 2020 at 2:06 AM UTC
Dad
The everlasting agony of heartbreak is what is killing me. I’m not being dramatic when I say my heart breaks. The more I learn to love.. to accept love.. the more terrified I am. So scared that sometimes I think if I have nothing then I can’t lose anything. Because it’s the everlasting agony of heartbreak that is killing me.
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Sep 14, 2020
Sep 14, 2020 at 8:54 PM UTC
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only you could get through my walls, you would think they were never there. The way you easily and gently slid in. I thought I have loved but never like this. You are my missing half. My night in shining armor. I see hope when I look into your eyes. I have butterflies in my stomach. You give me all the feelings in my heart.
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Mar 17, 2020
Mar 17, 2020 at 2:13 AM UTC
C.W
Loud pounding in my head. As I lay lifeless in my bed. with the thoughts of what was said. How can love grow if hate is constantly fed?
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Nov 23, 2019
Nov 23, 2019 at 1:28 AM UTC
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I just want to talk. No fighting, no phones, no half *** attention. I just want to feel some kind of connection through our souls. I just want to talk, but you don’t let me. You don’t want to. It’ll happen again. I will leave your life And you will say “Why didn’t you just talk to me?”
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May 8, 2019
May 8, 2019 at 10:00 PM UTC
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I don’t know who I am. I don’t feel like myself. Where did she go? The old me? Why was she hurt so much when she just tried to love? When did these walls go up? When did she go so numb? When did she DIE?????
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Apr 7, 2019
Apr 7, 2019 at 8:35 PM UTC
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I changed into a little set of lingerie when I got home, a blush pink mini dress, and I shook a little extra while doing the dishes. Our very first Valentine’s living together. We didn’t go out on a fancy dinner but we stayed home and cooked. I have daydreamed about every holiday to live with you, but this one is more special than I ever thought. You didn’t give me any flowers, but you bought me my favorite snacks and you made us some yummy salsa while I prepared the food. We were high on love, and a little something extra. It was fun, it felt like home. These are the moments that are better than my daydreams. I never get tired of falling in love with you. My Valentine.
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Feb 14, 2019
Feb 14, 2019 at 9:49 PM UTC
Valentine’s
My mind thinks “He doesn’t want you here” I say “I’m gonna leave” “Okay” Mind “You SEE I was RIGHT” Why do I do that? Why can my mind not let me be okay, let me be happy? Why mind do you always try to make me sad? What did I ever do to you? To make you attack me every day? WHY DO I DO THIS!
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Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 8:59 PM UTC
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It hurts to love someone who loves differently. Where as I would cross an entire ocean to see my world in your eyes. You wouldn’t drive two blocks to see me. Where as I would wipe the tears from your eyes and be by your side. You would let me cry alone. Where as I would sacrifice my last ounce of happiness for you. You would say “well I didn’t ask you to do that” I know I’m not the easiest to love. But I would take a bullet for you.
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Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 8:50 PM UTC
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If I could paint the way I love you it would be a beautiful sunset. Overcasting a sunflower field. The beautiful blended light of the sun joining the darkness. The canvas would be filled with so many shades and colors. If I could paint the way I love you...
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Jul 19, 2018
Jul 19, 2018 at 11:06 PM UTC
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