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“tell me, do you love him?”
“i love him enough.”
and so, is that how it will be from now on? a second-rate type of love? if so, let me know, so that i can ’settle’.
maybe my ticket for first-rate love has already expired.
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V and me
it’s just one of those friendships that allow us to pick up right where we left off. it’s almost as if these years were a but mere split second of being apart. where does that leave me exactly?
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freeze-dried romance
“you have lost your cheer”, E said, in a tone of disgust, similar to “i have lost all hope in you”.
have i honestly? bah humbug.
i am in a quanandrum.
a good friend told me: you can tell when you’re over someone. it’s when you’re able to incorporate him back into your life. have his number, his [...]
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what words are appropriate
for a person who has just lost someone dear?
what amount of tears are appropriate
for someone who tries hard to remain stoic?
and so, it begins.
i didn’t see him, but i heard his voice, bad enough. i paid my respects, i saw her resting there, peaceful, tranquil, alleviated of pain and worries. i grit [...]
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the things he left behind
i don’t love him anymore.
when i wake up in the morning, he isn’t the first thing i think of – whether i’ll see him, whether he’ll sneak up behind me and hold my hand, whether he’s left me a message telling me he’s coming to pick me up to go for breakfast, or that he’s [...]
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and so a good friend said last night: “charmaine doesn’t like guys now. she’s in her self-actualization stage.”
FWAH. self-actualization yo.
there is that nagging sensation that i forgot something in my ever-long pursuit of individual happiness. and then i remembered, when forcefully brought back to reality (because we all know that there is no such thing [...]
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