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Feb 2015
There's a certain loneliness i could not describe; a kind of sadness no song can soothe through. I think I have done the same mistake again. And yes, here comes the pain. 

The pain of watching the beauty of the stars grace the night. It's so sad not to be able to touch such beauty and feel its heat. This hollowness digs in and it squeezes tears out of my eyes. You bring comfort - the kind of comfort that has always been half tangible - half intangible. We are always somewhere in between. We say what we want to hear but one day, i wanted to hear you say you will stay with me forever.
                                    Because i have been dreaming about us together.
Building a house turning it into home, our child inside your arms
caressing her tenderly because you have always wanted a daughter
pressing your lips into her cheeks
loving us, loving us.

But, we are two individuals that do not define eternity. Our names have been categorized to somewhere near temporary and fleeting. And this comfort i feel will always be half tangible; half mine and half lost. 

And how it makes me cry. I really want to cry. It is starting to get hurt and i wonder if i should stay longer.
Prose these wounds.
Gabryela Speaks
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Gabryela Speaks  Philippines
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