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The truth is, it's almost painful to look at you again.
Seeing you the way you are now, it brings tears to my eyes.
That's why I was afraid to see you again...
That's why I distanced myself, to preserve the memories
Of who you once were,
Because, put simply, I tried to forget the fact that...
You changed.
And I can truthfully say you did not change for the better.
What the hell happened? You were once someone I could identify with,
Laugh with, cry with, talk about anything with.
Your values, your beliefs, your mannerisms...everything,
Was just admirable. I felt I could connect with you.
But then....came that radical, drastic change.
Gone was the pure, kind individual you once were.
You became a shadow of your old self;
Your ideologies twisted, your soul slowly sinking into corruption.
It's like I didn't know you anymore.
I tried to put up with it...In part, I feel it's my fault.
I should have spent more time with you, guided you better,
but I didn't want to push you away in the process.
In the end, I couldn't bring myself to say goodbye..
I just vanished from your life altogether.
And I can say from my heart that it's not just you.
Everyone I have met in my life, the ones that I made close connections with,
They too are going down a path I know I cannot follow.
And it hurts me...
Is it wrong for me to care about people so much
That it breaks my heart seeing what they become as years go by?
I wish I could tell people I love, to never change.
If only it were that easy...
I know I should have told you that long ago.
But now it's too late...
The least I can do now, is to finally give you a proper goodbye.
Goodbye, to the person you once were who will never come back.
And to remember me in those days past, as I will remember the old you
That perished so long ago...
Seeing you the way you are now, it brings tears to my eyes.
That's why I was afraid to see you again...
That's why I distanced myself, to preserve the memories
Of who you once were,
Because, put simply, I tried to forget the fact that...
You changed.
And I can truthfully say you did not change for the better.
What the hell happened? You were once someone I could identify with,
Laugh with, cry with, talk about anything with.
Your values, your beliefs, your mannerisms...everything,
Was just admirable. I felt I could connect with you.
But then....came that radical, drastic change.
Gone was the pure, kind individual you once were.
You became a shadow of your old self;
Your ideologies twisted, your soul slowly sinking into corruption.
It's like I didn't know you anymore.
I tried to put up with it...In part, I feel it's my fault.
I should have spent more time with you, guided you better,
but I didn't want to push you away in the process.
In the end, I couldn't bring myself to say goodbye..
I just vanished from your life altogether.
And I can say from my heart that it's not just you.
Everyone I have met in my life, the ones that I made close connections with,
They too are going down a path I know I cannot follow.
And it hurts me...
Is it wrong for me to care about people so much
That it breaks my heart seeing what they become as years go by?
I wish I could tell people I love, to never change.
If only it were that easy...
I know I should have told you that long ago.
But now it's too late...
The least I can do now, is to finally give you a proper goodbye.
Goodbye, to the person you once were who will never come back.
And to remember me in those days past, as I will remember the old you
That perished so long ago...
Literature
Life, Love, Memories, and Roses
Memories,
These are the things that make life beautiful.
Whether your purpose is to find love or to fulfill a purpose of unknown understanding.
Remember that life is not about money, power, or what is at the end of the journey.
It's about how you got there along with the memories to go with it.
So cherish those moments of love, sadness, anger, and everything in between.
Because this makes you who you are.
Those moments of love and passion are nothing like any other memory you have.
So keep them close and burning in your heart.
Because in life, love is one thing, you'll experience and never want to let go.
So remember to cherish the
Literature
Seventeen.
Looking back you’ll understand why
this is the year they all write their songs about.
This is the year synonymous with love.
It’s all around you –
romantic and platonic and unrequited and
never-ending even in all its fleeting glory.
There are promises and forevers
said with doubtless sincerity.
Friends are as good as family
until they betray you
and it hurts you more than any lover could.
This is the year of aching.
You lie awake at night thinking about the one –
you know the one – the one that will lead to your demise.
And so you go on dates with harmless sweethearts
with kind eyes and shy smiles
and try to
Literature
Good Night
it started with “good night”
and the way you stopped saying it
and I told myself it was because
you were too tired
too weary
too worn
and I made it okay
then I stopped being your “good morning”
and everyone else saw you first
and I told myself it was because
you were too busy
too popular
too distracted
and I made it okay
now it ends with “good bye”
and it's not a cry for attention or a ploy for your love
you can tell yourself it's because
I'm too needy
too jealous
too much
but I gotta make it, okay?
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I-I'm sorry. I'll give a proper explanation later, this just needed to get off my chest before I resume studying. It is something that has me down atm though...
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