Nothing is mine, nothing is yours.
Not even our lives, time was never ours.
So why should I be yours and you be mine,
If I can't give you my life
and you can never give me time?

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She hadn't called in days, he hadn't eaten in weeks.

But he sat at the same restaurant, everyday, for hours, staring at the glutenous mushroom ravioli she had last ordered, without touching it.

"Is it the salt, sir?" asked the waiter.

"No, kid," replied Tony. "It's Pepper."

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It's not love,
if it's no trouble.

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Nobody really gives a shit if you're upset...


So you might as well be happy!

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I don't actually love anybody.
But that's okay in this world.

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They were obsessed with making love when they were broke.
Now, they're obsessed with making money.

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You hide your pain under the cloak of anger,
It makes you look harder and stronger
But be prepared for your emotions to be dismissed
No matter how deeply you were hurt,
You will barely exist.

But with anger, the pain doesn’t really go away.
In fact, it begins to set up camp for its stay.
For it makes it easier for those who have wronged you to say
That you’re crazy and you had no right anyway.

So instead, cry.
Let the pain flow outside.
Don’t lie
About how strong you are or how you’ll be alright.
If then you don’t get the nurturing your pain deserves from others
Be your own protector, your own mother.

Hold yourself in your able arms,
Don’t numb your pain with an angry storm

-

After all these years,
I still play our movie in my head.

The first time you held my hand,
I knew we couldn't take a step back, but only move ahead.

The first time we kissed on my terrace,
We were only kids back then, but it was respectful and filled with grace.

The first time we fought,
I was just hungry, but you came to spoil me with all you got.

The first time you shed a tear,
When I was leaving the city, but you'd always be near.

The first time I let you go,
I didn't realize I didn't know
That after all these years I'd still play our movie in my head.
And I'd regret all the things left unsaid.
Somedays I barely want to get out of my bed.
Because no matter how much I play it on repeat,
And go over every beat.
I know it's incomplete.
This movie of ours.

-

Imagine this:
You're everywhere.
The whole universe
Rise above your atmosphere.

Get out of your mind
Into the world,
Float above the skies and hear the winds blow loud.
Get out of your way,
And dig under your crust
Smell the earth and feel the dust.

Dive deep into the galaxy,
Yourself, your innermost beauty.
Or smile and play with your inner beast.
Either way, meet yourself halfway atleast.

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The road is long,
and we've made a stop.
There's silence even in songs,
Right around the drop

We wonder why we're here,
For a moment we listen
To what our hearts really want
And what our souls have been wishing

For money or meaning?
To make a name or a difference?
To rise above each other, or soar together?
Is it competition, inspiration, or influence?

We look around for a moment,
At the magicians and dancers
And feel alive at these crossroads,
as we feel our hearts beat.
But we walk on, and somewhere forget,
Our formerly found answers,
Until we're back at such crossroads,
and feeing it all on repeat.

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