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You are the gist of my life






        The wounds you gave me, they still hurt,
        but I choose not to cry now.

        The hole you left in my heart cause pains,
        but I choose not to feel it anymore now.

        The eyes you used to watch in, still cries
        but I choose not to show it out now.

        The lips which used to lock with yours, now dries,
        but I choose not to share love now.

        The messages we shared, I still read,
        but I choose to destroy them all.

        The way you used to look at me, still flashes,
        but I choose not to miss you now.

        The first picture we took together, I still see,
        but I choose to tear it now.

        The track where we used to walk, I still remember,
        but I choose to eschew walking out that way now.

        The memories we built are still strong,
        but I choose to fade it out now.

        I choose to do all these things every day,
        but every time I fail when I try,

        because I know, one day, you will realize,
        how much I cared for you, how much I loved you,

        On that day, I will have you, again,
        maybe that day will take a long time to come,

        but I had promised to give you myself,
        each minute of my life is for you,

        I’m gonna miss you, but I’ll wait for you,
         because it’s still beating for you.




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  1. My heart still beats for him... but there will be no reunion... at least not here on Earth... very thought provoking writing xox

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  2. The pain of separation is unbearable. But you are consciously making a choice - a choice to liberate yourself from pain. And that is all that is needed at this point.

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  3. Nice... Hope you get light at the end of the tunnel.

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