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Crash And Burn

Crash And Burn

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The way i loved him was the way i couldn't even love myself. I loved every flaw and everything about him. I loved him for him. Even if his mental issues were apart of him just like mine are apart of me. I still loved him. All of him. But i never will love the fact that we crashed and burned. Our fire being put out with a forbidden love that will never be once more. I will never love the fact that instead of hearing the three words that would build my heart. I love you. I have to tell myself the there words that will break my heart. It's all over. And the two words that make my heart ache because it's true. He's gone. Then the four words that make my heart shatter into a thousand pieces permanently. He's not coming back.
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For every person out there that was quiet, not because they chose to be so, but because they were choking in the smoke. Because their opinions were apparently not worth anything. Because they didn't know just how to say what they felt. For every person that is consumed by their own thoughts, the derision from the outside world only making it worse. For every soul that was drowning in remorse and anguish on restless nights. For every soul that says I love you in the dark and in the mirror because no one else does. For the floors we would pace while anxiety sunk its teeth into us. For the mirrors that we would break while shame echoed its laugh in our caged walls. For the hearts that would ache while loneliness was the only company. For every moment of pain and solitude in this world that feels too cruel for such young and frail minds.

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