Heartache

Jennifer

Every night always end the same. Me laying in bed wide awake at 12am. Not being able to sleep. Started when I realise how much I really love you and how you were are a big part of my life. This heartache has been hurting everytime I see you with her. I can't help but shed a tear. You look so happy with her. Makes me question about us. Makes me wonder, were you happy when we were together? As I lay in my bed every night, memories of us flood through my mind. That makes my heart ache more. I haven't been able to sleep all that great, ever since I told you what I had realise. I know we had a plan, but I can help but feel as though I'm losing you. This heartache is what is keeping me up late at night and only way I can be able to sleep. Is if I cry. Which I do. Crying myself to sleep is only feeding this heartache, but I can't help myself. I want you to be happy, and seeing you with her. Makes me happy, but at same time makes me sad. I know I was the one who broke us apart. That was my biggest regret, because now I'm dealing with this Heartache

2018-09-18 18:13:15

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Привет , мой милый друг Забыл ли ты, как долго не писала , Прости ,но я хотела отпустить Всю слабостью ,что в себе искала . И может ты проник Моим письмом до дрожи Забыл ли мой дневник , Увиденный стихами одинокой ночи ... Об памяти прошедших дней , Ты не увидишь ни души порока Лишь слабый шепот чувств Уложенных строками тонко . Немой вопрос в глазах Оставлю с времям на последок Легонько холодом касаний уходя , Чтоб не запомнил запах пепла.

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shadowlinxxx morgan

The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx

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