182. Loving

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I stopped loving because I would rather feel empty than to hurt someone or let someone hurt me.

So as you stare at her, I stare at the stars that caught my eyes similar to how you caught me.

All I see is blurred memories and whispers of what seems to be your voice.

All these polaroids , bitter memories . Such beautiful tragedies.

It was true.

Time does heal all wounds.

By replacing them with new ones.

Now, you are just another scar.

The pain now comes from other wounds

That came along with time

Maybe I wasn't fit to love

Maybe none of us were

How can someone so broken

Love someone else who is also broken

Unless we are half a heart to begin with

Then you'll be my other broken half

I'm sorry , I love you.
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