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 Feb 2018 theThinkersDream
Akshay
Are you still a friend?
Are you still a friend
Are you still a frien
Are you still a frie
Are you still a fri
Are you still a fr
Are you still a f
Are you still a
Are you still
Are you stil
Are you sti
Are you st
Are you s
Are you.
Not even friends she thinks
"She was an
unusual dresser.
Every night,
she wore bruises
on her heart,
love on her lips,
pain in her eyes,
and ink on her fingers.
They called her poetry."
You
I still think of* you,
Late at night,
When I can't sleep right.
~
I still dream of
you,
In my grasp,
When loneliness refuses to unclasp.
~
I still long for
you,
By my side,
When my tears have dried
~
I still cry over
you
Every waking second,
When my beating heart beconds.
~
I still can't forget
you,
Every single day,
When I say I'm okay.
~
Why,
Is everything still,

**You?
We really have no idea what's going on in eachothers lives anymore. For the most part I think I'm doing better on my own, by that I mean us not talking... It's hard, I can't lie, this piece sums up alot of what I'm going through on the most basic level.
These pieces don't help me like they used to, back in the day, but I guess it's a good way to say things I wouldn't usually be able to.
I hope you're doing okay, I hope you're happier now and with people who improve your day, mood, happiness and life. I'm trying to do the same for me...
I look forward to counselling, and to being in a better place, atm I don't know what for, who for or why I am living, so finding a reason will do me good.
 Feb 2018 theThinkersDream
Xaha
Memories of sunshine
Memories of laughter
Never seem so perfect
Based on what comes after.

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