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I have spent so long hiding from the world, Bottling all the pain, until one day when a spark of hope flickers into my midst. In the confusion to help it burn brighter it dies, and along with it so does my heart. I barely know her, yet talking to her makes me smile through my mask out at the world. I'm scared to be myself but even more so to be someone else. If only she could feel what is rising inside me without running scared. Alas that cannot be, it is my fate to be alone, to wonder the dark abyss of eternity baring my ever withering soul.

We come into this life as a vibrant spark waiting for the fuel so we can burn on. That fuel is love, the oxygen of our souls. We are so often taught that its what we make of ourselves that is important. That to have a life of meaning we must be successful even at the cost of happiness. Al those things extinguish our souls until we dwindle into the abyss of social order. Once this happens what is their to truly live for, why do we persist to go further and further into the dark. I ask these questions, of you and of me. Until we truly understand the meaning of these words we will never be more then an ember, eternally waiting for love to feed o

The smell of her hair The taste of her lips The feel of her touch The warmth of her breath The comfort of her arms The calm of her voice Six small things That i will never get back

A simple kiss A soft touch Two little things That mean so much They are the essence They are the soul They are the things That make me whole

Why forgive and love those who hurt you Why let yourself forget all the pain The pain your love has caused The irreversible damage he has instilled I do not ask these questions of myself I ask them of her as i am her love

I tear her heart out time after time Always thinking of myself, never her Every time she takes me back Every time I am undeserving of her love She will never let me go She will always feel the pain The pain from a selfish undeserving boy