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sometimes the past is the best memories you lived ever cause it'll never repeat again

If you want to have some fun ,Make some friends and have fun together.If you don't want to get hurted ,Be alone and nobody can hurt you.

I've never been the most important person to anybody - not even myself.

And I wished I could believe him. I wished with all that I had. And when you're eleven, you're on the cusp between still believing wishing worked if you wanted something hard enough and understanding the world is teeth and sharp edges. I wished. I did. I promise you with all that I have that I did. But I knew the teeth. The sharp edges. And they were bigger than wishing. I was only eleven, but I was the product of my upbringing too. Maybe that's why I was able to be the one to leave. Maybe I'd been looking for a reason and latched on to the first one that came, no matter how hard it was. If there's one thing I've learned in my life, it's that it's easier to leave someone before they leave you. Because eventually, everyone leaves. It's inevitable.

Perhaps the echoes of people we once loved still linger in the places we frequented with them and that is why we go back_ Not so much to remember them as to feel them_

Deep down, I think everybody wants to be __he one_ to someone. I don__ know if I__e ever been that person to anyone else _ but I do know you are that person to me. You are the one. The only one. And you always will be.

You loved him enough to let him leave_ Now you need to love yourself enough to let him go.

She wears it so beautifully doesn__ she, her pain_ Always smiling, always positive_. always happy to help_ It__ like a garment perfectly tailored to fit the way she carries it_ with a touch of grace_ and the quietness of that sad smile_. All so you__ never know how heavy it really was.

There comes a point where you no longer care if there__ a light at the end of the tunnel or not. You__e just sick of the tunnel.

You made me feel worthwhile_. like for once it mattered if I was here or not because I actually meant something to someone_. because I meant something to you. I miss that feeling.

It didn__ hurt me. Not __urt_. Hurt is a four letter word. It__ short, almost cute sounding. Aawwww, did that hurt? No. It didn__ hurt. Destroyed, Obliterated, Desecrated, Annihilated, Demolished, Shattered, or Demoralised maybe_ But no. It didn__ hurt me. It didn__ __urt_ me at all.

How do you love someone and just_ walk away? Just like that. You just, go on as normal_. You get up, get dressed, go to work_ How can you do that? How can you be okay with that?

I still think of you every day.But I__ trying not to let it hurt me with the same intensity that it used to.

There__ only ever been one person I__e looked at and thought__ could quite easily spend the entire rest of my life with that man_.And sooner or later I need to accept that he__ spending it with somebody else.

For you are you, and I am I, and once we were we_ but as long as I exist and so do you _ know that I will always love you.

It__ just never going to get any easier is it. It__ never going away, this missing you. It__ going to become a sadness I incorporate into myself _ along with all the other sadnesses _ and quietly carry around with me forever_

It hurts that I was just one page in the book of your life_But what hurts more is knowing you__l revise that chapter someday_._.. and you__l erase me completely.

I try to do something positive _ I socialise more_But deep down I know the truth.An entire world of people can never replace the one that I__e lost.