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When I think of you, I see this imaginary person my mind has created to make the pain easier to endure, I see you reading my words and writing to me, worried or smiling, sometimes happy, but most of the time sad. When I think of you, I can feel the warmth coming from your soul even though it is full of cold darkness and full of demons in there, when I think of you I imagine your beautiful smile, your voice whispering healing words, your eyes looking into my heart, I can see myself being in your arms and feeling safe. When I think of you I imagine someone who would wait for me in a small, warm-lighted house, at the end of a hard winter day. When I think of you, I see someone who would Make soup for me when I am down and hungry. When I think of you, it sometimes hurts because I will never know if you are real, I will never have the smile, I will always have only the words. When I think of you I have the feeling of emptiness, like a cold winter wind blows in my body. I feel like my stomach clenches up in knots, and I can't breathe or speak any more. When I think you, it hurts so much because I'm always down, I'm always hungry.
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Dec 10, 2015
Dec 10, 2015 at 10:31 AM UTC
words and imaginary smiles
When I think of you, I see this imaginary person my mind has created to make the pain easier to endure, I see you reading my words and writing to me, worried or smiling, sometimes happy, but most of the time sad. When I think of you, I can feel the warmth coming from your soul even though it is full of cold darkness and full of demons in there, when I think of you I imagine your beautiful smile, your voice whispering healing words, your eyes looking into my heart, I can see myself being in your arms and feeling safe. When I think of you I imagine someone who would wait for me in a small, warm-lighted house, at the end of a hard winter day. When I think of you, I see someone who would Make soup for me when I am down and hungry. When I think of you, it sometimes hurts because I will never know if you are real, I will never have the smile, I will always have only the words. When I think of you I have the feeling of emptiness, like a cold winter wind blows in my body. I feel like my stomach clenches up in knots, and I can't breathe or speak any more. When I think you, it hurts so much because I'm always down, I'm always hungry.
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Dec 10, 2015
Dec 10, 2015 at 10:31 AM UTC
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