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eden-elizabeth-hellmann
Writing is my secret passion that not many people know of, words are beautiful as is a soul that provides them.
Its okay friend, i know it hurts, i know your heart sang sweet tunes when you were near? his embrace was paradise? your eyes were a gateway he used to sneak, cheekily into your heart? every physical gesture made was a memory saved? sometimes all you wanted to do was sit ? no talk was needed, just two souls that loved it made you happy knowing he was infatuated by you didnt it? you! you! you! he LOVED you! i know you woke up this morning a dream created by memories those memories i know you sometimes still see each other around with a distance dividing you of corse. All that has remained is his determination to forget you well thats what you think, dont you. i know, he looks at you dear friend a stare? a stare that speaks a million words i know that feeling of tension yearning to be made into something once more. i know you think he hates you i know you want him to run to you once more i know your doorstep is waiting for him to stand their again i know your heart is dripping with hope, that one day he will once again, sneak back into your heart. i know you ache for him to say once more " I love you" not to anyone else but you! it seems stupid that he cannot just say how he feels! i know friend i know. i also know that someone else loves you more than anyone could ever love you he wont leave you or forsake you friend wait on the love of the father trust, hope, wish good things will flourish when you wait on father dont wait on the boy let the boy discover true love through Gods love let God show the boy how to love you like he loved us thats when your dream may become reality once more
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May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 1:08 AM UTC
reality of love
Its okay friend, i know it hurts, i know your heart sang sweet tunes when you were near? his embrace was paradise? your eyes were a gateway he used to sneak, cheekily into your heart? every physical gesture made was a memory saved? sometimes all you wanted to do was sit ? no talk was needed, just two souls that loved it made you happy knowing he was infatuated by you didnt it? you! you! you! he LOVED you! i know you woke up this morning a dream created by memories those memories i know you sometimes still see each other around with a distance dividing you of corse. All that has remained is his determination to forget you well thats what you think, dont you. i know, he looks at you dear friend a stare? a stare that speaks a million words i know that feeling of tension yearning to be made into something once more. i know you think he hates you i know you want him to run to you once more i know your doorstep is waiting for him to stand their again i know your heart is dripping with hope, that one day he will once again, sneak back into your heart. i know you ache for him to say once more " I love you" not to anyone else but you! it seems stupid that he cannot just say how he feels! i know friend i know. i also know that someone else loves you more than anyone could ever love you he wont leave you or forsake you friend wait on the love of the father trust, hope, wish good things will flourish when you wait on father dont wait on the boy let the boy discover true love through Gods love let God show the boy how to love you like he loved us thats when your dream may become reality once more
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He did not look at her Nor did she to him They hadn’t in a while Silence was all they had In common …….. Recently She remembered the Youthful years of eye fluttering stares across the room running in the rain but that ended in silence She dreamt of words Streaming from his thoughts But he, well only god knew what he dreamt of Silence was whispered whenever they passed No gently gestures or soft hellos from either For it was too hard to acknowledge the silence alone She dreamt of seeing him one last time Not just plainly seeing him but really seeing his soul But what did he dream of? Did he even know? Love slowly slipped away in silence   Time was said to cure it But what is time when impatience is your norm Silence was spoken between both And love was wished to be the first words spoken once again
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Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 12:55 AM UTC
rambling