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I am sitting here with such pain. You've left now and I won't be seeing you soon. But before you left, I was already waiting for this pain. Before that last kiss I knew it would be raining from my eyes, and now I sit here all alone. That deathly claw reached out and tore my heart from my chest. But we must get over this by doing it one more time, it's just that each time it's so much harder to say goodbye.
This time it's impossible for tears not to gather around my eyes. The pain is just so great I feel I want to die. This time I'll close my eyes and see you there, I'll open them with hope and notice you are nowhere around. So, I'll sit here with my pen, clear and salty blood pouring from my eyes, some may say I am crying, others that I have a brokenheart, but the truth is without you I am dying and I haven't a heart, she has it with her. But I want her to keep it, even if it was violently torn from the place where it resides, because if I'd have kept it, it would have turned cold as stone. At least I know she'll keep it warm and alive.
Now hearing her voice is like putting me in a dream, awakening from it, is simply realizing that I don't have her. That is the world I live in now, and will live in for time to come. Some day I will have her to myself, this past weekend is a memory now, and now it is the day after. What pain. . .
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celestias shadow
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soooo tired, haven't slept, ate gross junk food when i got home....still feeling the repercussions. last night was awesome.
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the day after valentine's day. valentine's day is evil. i got everything i wanted. the purple flowers, the card, the loving words, and mad, passionate sex. but what does a girl really want for v-day?
A dinner. last night it was pizza delivered to us. a good one, but pizza nonetheless. so the evening out was postponed to "the day after". the new dress was purchased, the hair was styled perfectly, the makeup was put on without rushing, even the nails were polished. and now it's "well, i think i'd rather stay home and play my new computer game". okay, it's just like another day. screw valentine's day. but i still love him like crazy.
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just_another_day
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the day after is like the day after a Christmas that really sucked. damn if all holidays make you feel like it is supposed to be something magical. and most of the time it's not. the day after is not a raincheck dinner, it's subway sandwiches that didn't taste as good as usual. and a red dress raincheck that is met with "well it's looks pretty good" and "it will take some getting used to". what matters is that i knew i looked absolutely hot in that dress whether he noticed or not ;)
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the_day_after morsels all_my_sins_remembered
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what's it to you?
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