{20th March 2016: 11:50pm}
Her world had collapsed the moment she had. Breaking down, it felt like she should crumble to the ground and slip through the cracks, never to be seen again.
There was an aching, a longing, in her stomach. The kind of pain that makes you angry because you realise that it's what makes you human. It was a relief, in a way, to tell her that she was normal. But it seemed too real.
One moment, she had everything. The next, it had gone. And who was there to pick up the broken pieces? No one.
This time, she swore to herself, this time I will not break. This time I will be stronger. This time I will win.
But she knew that there was only one thing that could keep her going; and it had now disappeared, as if it had never existed.
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We all break, we all fall apart. And god knows that we don't have to get up again straight away. I know that you want to fight, but there is something holding you back. And that's okay, it really is, because I understand that kind of pain.
We are here now, and we might as well do something about it. There's no point in sitting back and weeping over everyone and anyone that has been lost. People break all the time; it is inevitable, we are made of glass.
Once you realise what is holding you back, you will learn to let go. It will take time, and it might not seem all that clear to begin with. But through the fog, the clouds, the mist; I will see you.
And maybe you will see me too.
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Your eyes like oceans. Your heart like gold. You remind me of the forest; of the crunching of dead leaves underneath my boots, of the air clinging around us, of the green, the purity. You remind me of what it feels like to be alive.
And I often think to myself; how could I survive in a world without you? I guess, the truth is, I can't. It just isn't possible. God knows I tried.
Unexplored land. The roughness of the bark against your palms. A point in which there are two paths, both identical, but each one holds a different destiny. That is you. That is me. We are one and the same, you and I.
I breathe when you breathe. I blink when you blink. I see nature as you see it to be; beautiful. The dampness of the leaves against your skin, the feeling of sinking into the soil below you. It is all so beautiful. Why can't you see that? Why is it so hard?
I cry when you cry. I laugh when you laugh. And when your eyes, oh, your eyes, shine with a ring of gold, I know for certain; I've got you now.
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twilight
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