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When you are alone at night lying on your back with your mind full of endless thoughts of ex-lovers and old friends, people you've lost and those you regret losing as youre lying on your back staring at the empty ceiling with these endless thoughts over flowing through your mind you come to realize the memories of these people are more than just memories watery eyed you begin to miss them more than ever and the memories with them are played on repeat like a favorite song You turn over to your side, crying, bringing your blanket up to cry into and you begin to tell yourself "why, how could this happen?they were everything to me now I have nothing.. " Your words go into circles and the pain grows greater pulling the pillow close to your face hovering yourself so no one can hear you scream "why!" crying to the point of hyperventilation its late and you have no one to call you've never felt so empty your eyes are heavy and your voice starts to whisper "why... why.." blinking slowly, your eyes begin to slowly close with the last thoughts in your head wondering if thing will get better hoping the memories of these ex-lovers and old friends will start to fade and leave your mind to rest for the night just for the night
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Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 12:51 AM UTC
Why..?
When you are alone at night lying on your back with your mind full of endless thoughts of ex-lovers and old friends, people you've lost and those you regret losing as youre lying on your back staring at the empty ceiling with these endless thoughts over flowing through your mind you come to realize the memories of these people are more than just memories watery eyed you begin to miss them more than ever and the memories with them are played on repeat like a favorite song You turn over to your side, crying, bringing your blanket up to cry into and you begin to tell yourself "why, how could this happen?they were everything to me now I have nothing.. " Your words go into circles and the pain grows greater pulling the pillow close to your face hovering yourself so no one can hear you scream "why!" crying to the point of hyperventilation its late and you have no one to call you've never felt so empty your eyes are heavy and your voice starts to whisper "why... why.." blinking slowly, your eyes begin to slowly close with the last thoughts in your head wondering if thing will get better hoping the memories of these ex-lovers and old friends will start to fade and leave your mind to rest for the night just for the night
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brittney-anne
Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 12:51 AM UTC
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