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It hurts me to know that I am alone, even worse when I know I am not the one who chose it. All I wanted was to show you a place for just you and I - a place where everything I have built my dreams upon would come true. Every plan coming to fruition with you by my side as I imagined. I’ve been thinking too much of you, as if nothing else around me can exist but the pieces of you that I’m keeping. I’m tired of the feeling here - winter has never lasted this long. My soul sits shivering in the cold, waiting for a sunrise I know will never come. What else could you possibly need? You have already taken everything with you. I will try to push away these feelings, lock them in a box and throw away the key. I can choke back the words my body is begging to scream, protecting myself from you destroying every single one of my fragile, wasted, desolate dreams.
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Mar 9
Mar 9, 2026 at 1:45 AM UTC
Desolate-Dreams
It hurts me to know that I am alone, even worse when I know I am not the one who chose it. All I wanted was to show you a place for just you and I - a place where everything I have built my dreams upon would come true. Every plan coming to fruition with you by my side as I imagined. I’ve been thinking too much of you, as if nothing else around me can exist but the pieces of you that I’m keeping. I’m tired of the feeling here - winter has never lasted this long. My soul sits shivering in the cold, waiting for a sunrise I know will never come. What else could you possibly need? You have already taken everything with you. I will try to push away these feelings, lock them in a box and throw away the key. I can choke back the words my body is begging to scream, protecting myself from you destroying every single one of my fragile, wasted, desolate dreams.
HollowTempest
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Mar 9
Mar 9, 2026 at 1:45 AM UTC
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