the worst part is not even remembering why you're fighting for them anymore.
because whatever there was before that made you fight;
is completely gone.


riddle your way to my..keep this you shaped emptiness; i tell you a thousand times that people with dreams, with imagination need more. and more is not you. stop being simple when i need difficult. i'll keep this me shaped difficulty. you cannot and will not ever understand.riddle your way to my..


one day they'll both knowThe one thing they had both perfectly avoided was now the one thing tearing them up. It had eaten away at her for so, so long. She was completely perilous to it as ever, but now there is nothing left to destroy. Now this would stop. Now they both know. What a single sentence did to the diary of their lives would be infinite, and the damage irreparable. The stars were shining purposely brighter than usual, urging them to stay, urging her to try. But for tonight not even the stars can save them from this. Things were going to change, and change doesnt suit them one bit.one day they'll both know
just realise. Her eyes wer


sleep tight.I'm happy we're spending time together It's a pleasure to be seeing you so often Why, I thought you wouldn't want to be with me so much I'm glad you do. I thought you stopped needing me But you can't have, not ever, because you Keep coming back to visit. It sure gets lonely sometimes. But you always come back. Lastnight was ever so perfect I was worried you wouldn't come Infact, it was so beautiful, I was wondering if you wanted To come again? I'll be waiting, eleven o'clock again, i'll be waiting. So don't be late for my dream again, tonight..sleep tight.


don't you dare go.So I'm going to drive for miles and miles, where "you and I" don't exist. And i can't breathe air that's polluted with "us". God knows i'll drive real fast to rush you out of my head and the speed can take you away with it, because my heart can't have you here anymore. If i leave you behind before you leave me, I won't be the one writing for nights and nights about how I need you back, and how I can't dream when I sleep, for you not being around to fill my head with.. anything.don't you dare go.
He left.
He left me behind. And now all I can do is think about him in words. I'm writing every single night about him not bein


Unknown.I hate you.Unknown.
Oh, but I don't hate you! No, no. See, I say that because I have to. It's this weird exercise I do sometimes, when I miss you. I have to say I hate you so I don't want you back. It's a pain, really, but I have to.
How've you been? I've been fine, just so you know. Well, as fine as I can be, anyway... But I'm fine. You know, it's been what, a year? Wow. Doesn't feel like it, does it? Well, I don't care. I don't count the days that passed and I certainly don't hate being alone for a year. It's fine. I don't care. Do you? I don't.
Wanna know something funny? I feel sick when I read what you writ
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you don't owe me anything, you've paid me well in memories.
loves youuu
xxx
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