"He is the type of person who makes you lose yourself"----
I couldn't agree more. I never knew who I was or what I was capable of before I met him, he made me find myself, he introduced me to that part of myself that didn't even know existed,and now that he is gone I can feel and hear that part dying every minute , I am losing myself everyday to his absence and I don't know if I would ever be fortunate enough to see that part of me again. The part that was alive ---- all that is left now are the ashes and bones if a dead person.
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My 2am Thoughts Fitted Into The Lines Of Poetry
شِعرThe perks of being an insomniac I get no sleep but sitting at the window and looking at the stars gives me ideas and thoughts which I weave into poems I hope you read it and maybe find something to relate with my thoughts
