Letting go
Letting go... It's a strong word. Till you don't experience it You don't know about it. Meeting someone is a new thing. Getting to know them is interesting. Learning to love them is long. But when the paradise is torn And you have nothing left, That's it when it begins. Not loving the person the way you used to, Not caring about the person that you used to, Leaving the person that you loved so dearly, Letting go to the person that you said to "never let go..." It's hard to keep that promise. "Not to let go..." People like to say that a lot, But no one can keep it. That promise can be kept when you find The One. The One. It's also a strong word. That person is a lifetime partner. A lot of people find that person But little live with them. That person is the other half of you. That person is the missing part of you. It's the missing piece of the puzzle. If that piece is missing You're incomplete. You feel empty, alone. When you found the missing piece You're in heaven. Nothing can tear you two apart. You feel invincible. But the world's not always so beautiful. It has its' challenges.
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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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