Only at the mercy of pain, may we find the poet whithin ourselves.

Whether you loved or didn't. Whether you still love, or don't. In the end you find out what you already knew--you made the mistake.

Opening up to your feelings, is weak. Knowing your weakness, that is strength.

When you left I thought it felt like a nightmare, but then still today, it feels like I have not yet awaken.

May she forever forget me and act accordingly, yet her eyes once told me that will never happen.

One may love the idea of love for a minute, but hate the feeling forever..

Is love a reality? Or is it just a desperate attempt of the human mind to be at peace within itself with an abstract form of ourselves turned into another person who fulfills our ideals.

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Love is a mutual agreement of two souls to interact together and live in harmony as one. One side not being complete without the other, and fully understanding their minds.

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Some people can truly transform our lives. How do they do it? We give them the power. But what do we give them? We give them all our love.

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There are two kinds of love. The one that never ends, and the one that never existed.

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