'And you thought it's easy for me to forget you,
to move on,
to let it go like nothing happened.
No, it's not because I always found myself looking for you in every boy I met in next few years .'
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Like everyday only her diary witnessed the pain of her heart.

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"And then someone told me to describe him in words.
People are always curious when a writer don't define names, places, times, and straight forwadly put out details which are pristine feelings.
For me, HE can't be described in words."

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No matter how messed up our heart is, there is always something inside us that lives undisturbed. And maybe we are that undisturbed being.
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My need for permanence is a paradox. I crave it and despise it, I love it and hate it, this need confuses me. It is the one thing I think I need, yet the one thing I'm not blessed to have.

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