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A constant
Could be expected or unexpected
Negative or positive
A challenge or a solution
Yet a change
the way you look at things
The things you look at.
Promotion, death, birth, joy, sadness, peace, discomfort, anxiety, age, days, life
All changes
Never be unprepared
Life is change
One memory refuses to fade
How you touched me like you didn’t want to
How you succumbed to my request like you merely pitied me
How you kissed me like it left a bitter taste afterwards
How you looked disgusted afterwards
Those memories never depart

It was at that exact moment I knew it was over
I realize I was unwanted
I was a nuisance
Never remain where you are not wanted
Self deceit is the worse kind of addiction...
Be as true to yourself as possible

...Break free
If you can’t truthfully analyze your self then how do you get better?
I spend way too much time thinking about you
Going through old messages
Longing to hear your voice each day
I have a shirt that smells like you
never washed it, scared of it loosing your scent
I want to spend each day wrapped in your arms
I want you to be as enamored of me as I am of you.
Never be too afraid to say what you feel
You should do what makes you happy
You should live the best you can at whatever time
The honest truth is life is short(fact)
At the end of the day, regardless of the amount of wealth you amassed  or the material things you collected
Were you happy?
Are you happy?
If wealth is what makes you happy, acquire it
If material things makes you happy, get them
If love makes you happy find love
Or at least keep trying
Ride that motorcycle
Wear that dress
Sing as loud as you can
Dance in the rain
Travel
Ps:I hope you are happy
Never stop trying
That’s the worst thing you’ll do to yourself
Live!
Death is the permanent cessation
of all biological functions
that sustain a living organism.
It’s baffling
Perplexing
At times difficult to comprehend
moments shared
Love shared
And the next moment
You’re gone
Such a thin line
A frail line
Can be torn at the slightest pressure
Your smile is gone
Your laugh, gone
Your touch, your presence
How did it happen?
Where did you go?
I’d like  to see you at least one more time
Your touch  is cold now
Your skin
Pale,
snow white
No smile, no laugh
No hugs
You are gone
Till we meet again
Cherish every moment
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