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I wonder how many people were broken when we met. Because a friend told me about parallel universe. There is an exact opposite of the world we live. If I was the happiest girl, it adds another lonely girl in that universe, It kinda bothers me because I dont wanna see lonely people. Just as I see myself right now. Its never a best place to be. Those days were filled with moments I could never forget. Moments Ive shared with you was firsts of my so many. Still, there are words I wanna hear from you. Hoping that one day it will be clear as crystal blue. I love you, the words I kept and wish to say but never gotten the chance to say it. I miss you, I missed you and I will miss you. but how could I if you're not even mine. Start and end are two different words always followed by the word fast same as the sunrise and suset though they never met. A french film told me that fantaises we created are doomed to fail. I proved it right. The hardest part was knowing that you hurt me but still doesnt change the way I feel. How can a human heart beats this way? It must be magic, no its a miracle. See, love took your breathe away yet you're alive. Pain, love and hopes intersecting with each other like a wire in a timebomb. cut the wrong wire then boom! it'll explodes! One thing for sure, I never regret of knowing you. I never regret the time we shared, I never regret those sleepless night. Though I knew it was all played, I never regret I felt this way. If incase you're looking for a happy girl, remember the day we met because you were talking to her. Don't ask me if Im lonely because loneliness is when I see my life without you. Dont get me wrong because I knew from the start it was a one way entry road. And I was stubborn to enter though the sign says "do not enter" What can I do? no one teach me how to drive. But if anyone  has the courage to teach my stubborn heart to drive. I vowed to love again, this time like a fruit ripened from its season. Ready and worthy  to be picked. Thank you for passing by. Goodbye my Love, Till we meet again.
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Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 1:01 AM UTC
Goodbye My Love
I wonder how many people were broken when we met. Because a friend told me about parallel universe. There is an exact opposite of the world we live. If I was the happiest girl, it adds another lonely girl in that universe, It kinda bothers me because I dont wanna see lonely people. Just as I see myself right now. Its never a best place to be. Those days were filled with moments I could never forget. Moments Ive shared with you was firsts of my so many. Still, there are words I wanna hear from you. Hoping that one day it will be clear as crystal blue. I love you, the words I kept and wish to say but never gotten the chance to say it. I miss you, I missed you and I will miss you. but how could I if you're not even mine. Start and end are two different words always followed by the word fast same as the sunrise and suset though they never met. A french film told me that fantaises we created are doomed to fail. I proved it right. The hardest part was knowing that you hurt me but still doesnt change the way I feel. How can a human heart beats this way? It must be magic, no its a miracle. See, love took your breathe away yet you're alive. Pain, love and hopes intersecting with each other like a wire in a timebomb. cut the wrong wire then boom! it'll explodes! One thing for sure, I never regret of knowing you. I never regret the time we shared, I never regret those sleepless night. Though I knew it was all played, I never regret I felt this way. If incase you're looking for a happy girl, remember the day we met because you were talking to her. Don't ask me if Im lonely because loneliness is when I see my life without you. Dont get me wrong because I knew from the start it was a one way entry road. And I was stubborn to enter though the sign says "do not enter" What can I do? no one teach me how to drive. But if anyone  has the courage to teach my stubborn heart to drive. I vowed to love again, this time like a fruit ripened from its season. Ready and worthy  to be picked. Thank you for passing by. Goodbye my Love, Till we meet again.
lorraine-cinco
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Philippines
Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 1:01 AM UTC
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