One day I will not be in love with you.
Oh but never forget, I will always love you.

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There are terribly sad things in the world.

Poverty
Violence
Earthquakes
Diseases
Trauma

Wanting to stay alive in the face of death
Wanting to die while you're still alive
Death of a loved one

Best friends falling apart
Forlorn lovers
Last hugs
Last kisses
Unspoken goodbyes

Happy memories in sad times
Sad memories in happy times

Being hungry but not having food
Having food but not being hungry

Not being loved back
Not loving someone back

Broken dreams
Stories that never ended
Old and crestfallen houses
Letters lying abandoned in postboxes, waiting to be read
Waiting for someone, who never shows up, at the train station
Going back to your favourite city but finding that it has changed

There are just too many sad things in the world.
Let this miserable poem be one more.

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Don't be too vain about the poems
that I write about you.
Yes they're about you.
But really they're about me,
when I was with you.

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I have to write this. Rather I'm compelled to write this. I think your mind is a very beautiful mess and we're grateful for your thoughts. Keep making these sweet babies. They're pure art.

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A group of young girls and a game of truths.
A bottle spins and stops.
First Kiss?
Everyone looks at her.
They giggle.
She lies.
Never been kissed, she shrugs.
Everyone moves on.
The bottle spins again.
But time stands still for her.
And then it moves backwards.
She remembers the stinky cigar breath.
She shudders.
She remembers his teeth biting onto her soft lips.
She squirms.
Her eyes fill with tears.
What was her fault?
Why was she was robbed of her fairytale first kiss?

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FRAGILE

He told me we were a good match.
I was willing to take my chances.
He said we have a lot in common.
I believed him.
Then one day he opened up to me.
"I have made out it in parks,
friends' houses,
backseat of cars,
last seat of movie halls,
empty terraces"
Turns out he was right.
I beamed and said,
"We really do have a lot in common."

That was the last I heard from him.

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Some people are only special because you'll never see them again in life.

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I can't wait to meet you when this is over and paint the town in colours of our love, kiss you in abandoned alleys, snuggle up to you in dimly lit cafes and throw around happiness like I will never run out of it again.

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Every time I lose a friend or a lover, the most difficult thing for me is to stop talking to them, to stop sharing my feelings with them, to stop myself from picking up my phone and telling them about my day like that is not the most natural thing to do. I find it very hard to believe that they no longer want to know whether I reached home safe or what I had to eat that day.

No matter how many breakups we have, we never get used to the aching of our hearts, we never get used to moving on.

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I wonder how many people we look at but never really see, how many people we hear but never really listen to, how many people we hug but never really hold. I wonder how many people we think we know but never really do.

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