Musings

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Musings #1:

She was like the rain, and I was like the rainbow.
I needed her for me to be complete, but that's how it works she will never need me.

Musings #2:

"There are so many things to look at except me," she said as I failed to hide myself when I stare at her.

Maybe, someone needs to tell her that the sky can't live without touching the ocean.

Musings #3:
Maybe, she will always call me fake, but I can feel my heartbeats raised up when you pass by.

Musings #4:

Two persons who couldn't live without talking to each other go without conversation these days.

Irony, isn't it?

Musings #5:

Sometimes, its impossible to mend a broken heart for the pieces are so sharp, touching them will only hurt you.

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