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There is something I lost? I didn't know until I couldnt find it anymore. That thing I lost was a person. And this person was a he. I broke him and he ran away. The rift in my heart never ceases to bleed when thoughts of him enter me. Can someone ever feel this much pain and survive? My every waking moment is spent wishing that I was better than what I did. That I could mend his heart. Reality shows me that living where I am now makes it hard to see him; hard to touch him. Well over a year now and my feelings have not dwindled in the least. I only wish that there was a cure for heartbrokeness. Again reality shows me its true nature. I was gone....lost....in a world of obsession. It covered my eyes to how He felt. Even though an obsession for someone you will never know is futile, I still hung on and we still drifted. Time passed and things went awry. We stopped talking. I became angry....and I slowly, unknowingly, pushed him away. I stand here now praying and hoping that one day my lost person will return to me and I can tell him how lost and lonley I ws whithout him. Hope for that is all I can hold onto now.
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