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Today today
Will be a good day
Nothing will get in my way
It still hurts..
How do you forget
the thing that crushed your heart?
The pain is still there,
haunting me.
It goes away,
but it always come back.

and it still hurts the same way it hurt before
Why? Why? Why?
Why you leave?
Why you gave up?

Are you in pain also?
Did you cried also?

I don't know what to do. I'm trying so hard to forget, all the memories. But every word I hear, every place I go, every time I close my eyes. All of it. reminds me of you, of us.
I am trying to forget you. I'm trying to go on with my life without you.
I don't cry myself to sleep anymore.
I can stop myself from calling you.

But...

Why can't I, why can't I...
I want to go home.
But my home was you.
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I want to live on a cloud
Where life isn't hard,
And people aren't cruel
Or accidentally life destroying.

***** this world.
Give it about five hours and I won't think this but right now, I hate almost everything.
Please don't call me beautiful
When I am marked by beastly scars
When I have accepted the true aspect of what's real
Until you have seen the true magnitude of my chaos that expresses true horror

Please don't teach me that I'm worth it
When I have finally gave up on myself
When I know that I'm a mishap that doesn't fit
Until you have seen my perspective of this world-death

Please don't feed me lies that I'm kind-hearted
When I punish myself for being who I am
When I can't find a reason why I started
Because I'm am swiped as an awful scam

Please don't spit in my face that I'm authentic
When I know my smiles are fake
When my face is stained and I just say I'm sick
And I'm the only thing I hate

And please don't stuff that word acceptable into me
When I know I'm a misfit for being a non-conformist
And I know I can't run free
When I'm under society's rule of dictatorship

But if you see my scars
The emptiness of emotions in my eyes
Please know I'm voyaging in a war
And when I have lost, note my last *sigh
There are times when, I want to beg you to come back,
beg you to try, us, again.
I'm down on my knees, saying, please don't let me go,
please chase me, please.

I love you so much that it hurts.
It hurts to see you're alright without us.
I want to shout, 4 years!
And you just gave up.

Did I do something wrong?
Am I not enough?
Is there someone else?
Did you really loved me?
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