Crossing Boundaries

Crossing Boundaries

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They say when a person we love dies, the living affected by that person, dies with them. I'm not sure how that's possible, if we can't be with them physically. It hurts to know that the person you saw everyday, the person you talked to every now and then, the person you called your friend, is gone. Buried 6 ft underground, inside a box, and surrounded by dirt. Seeing them every Sunday, placing flowers on their grave, and talking to them, isn't the same as communicating with them face to face...but at least you feel secure when you do it. It's something that helps you recover a bit, and helps you feel better. But it isn't the same when you're going home, and that pain starts to swell up in your chest, and the sadness fills your head; just knowing that you can't be able to see them...just makes matters worse.
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Love. Such an overused and underestimated word that no one really knows. I don't really believe in love. Can you really love someone so much that it hurts. Can you love someone to the point that you can't think of anyone else. At least I didn't believe it. I didn't know it until I experienced it. I had been missing out. To love someone so hard that your ribs ache having to cage in such a heart beat. You literally can't think of anything or anyone else. You're even smiling long after he leaves. Everything you do or see or hear reminds you of him. Like I say I didn't believe it. I know now that it exists but I also know that it comes to a painful end. Isn't that the saying all good things come to an end. This is the love story of Nina and Chaz. "To not letting the world and it's people keep us from living!" "And to jumping off the bridge."

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