HEARTACHE (common disease)

HEARTACHE (common disease)

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Romance
“I don't know you. The only thing I know about you is, you're reading this. I don't know if your happy or not; I don't know whether you're young or not. I sort of hope you're young and sad and If you're old and happy, Perhaps this is what the stories meant when they called somebody heartsick. Your heart and your stomach and your whole insides felt hollow, empty and aching." “Sunlight’s warmth on my face awoke me in the morning. I didn’t remember falling asleep or how I came to be in my own bed. But I did recall nightmares. Awful nightmares featuring Caelan! I turned my head to stare out an open window where the sun shone, the air smelled of rain from overnight showers. My eyelids fluttered, blinking at a stunning reflection of daylight. All of it was an invitation but I declined because none of that mattered to me. The world might as well come to a dark and ugly end. I saw no reason for beauty or life to go on so long as Caelan was lost. Rolling over in bed, cried and back to sleep.. Aisha Bailey Moreno
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He was there everytime I feel alone. He was there when I have nothing much to offer. He was there when I am picking up the shattered pieces of my self.. He was there when I am reaching for my dreams. But when the universe shed it's light and blessed me, When everyone is cheering for me, When everyone is being fascinated with the physical attributes of me, When everyone is praising me, I lost the person who's always whispering sweet encouragement in my ears, I lost the person who's the reason behind my sparkling eyes. I lost the person who fought with me during my silent battles.. Now, I realized that I don't need the cheering of the crowd. I don't need everyone to love me. I don't need everyone's praises while I am on the stage. All I need is this certain person who gave me nothing but bliss. But as I reached for the universe, I lost my lucky star.

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