Dear, /
I know you may not realize how good I feel when I'm around you,
even if it's only just for a moment.
The feeling reminds me of what real comfort is.
The way you talk and laugh makes me know how love is working.
The way you smile can take me to another world.
Goodbye,
if indeed we are destined to love each other,
then so be it.
I love you.

- zxscidna

 I'm nobody! Who are you?

Are you nobody, too?

Then there's a pair of us — don't tell!

They'd banish us, you know.

How dreary to be somebody!

How public, like a frog

To tell your name the livelong day

To an admiring bog!

- Emily Dickinson

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I love you so much,

I always miss you,

I promise never to leave you,

I promise to always be by your side.

You are someone who means a lot to me.

That's what you said,

Before you disappear

And leave me alone.

Now I know,

The Ones Who Loves You Will Never Leave,

That is not true.

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I awoke and flung the out

Somewhat louder than the speckled trout

While I pondered, taboo and standout

It was cut out, roundabout, devout!

The lost left losing 

Of the aside's that is cruising

Of the nudity's that is refusing

Deep into that darkness deteriorating

I remember I was betraying

ah, distinctly I was stoping

I threw my melt upon the floor

It threw its ghost against the tailing

 You're standing in front of me.

But, it's only my imagination.

There's no way you can come back.

Maybe you don't want to see me again.

Even it's hard to say my name.

Dear,

You never understand how tired I am of pretending I don't know you anymore.

While in my head,

you're still whirling and shouting.

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 I don't know what's really going on right now.

Am I hurt right now?

I feel something.

Why am I crying?

I hope this is just a dream.

I need to wake up from this dream.

Then see that everything is fine.

And I feel happy again.

 Break up was our impossible word. It was even a joke back then, we often just laughed about it. We were so sure and convinced that we were going to make it until the end of time. You were my secret attic, where I put my precious books away from everyone, where I went to whenever I feel cheery or gloomy, a safe place to put all my scattered and undisclosed thoughts. Years have gone by, turned out that the joke is on us, everything changed. The impossible turns possible. The unthinkable, unimaginable finally comes to a realization. We gave up, or maybe I gave up. I'm indeed the one who was giving up first. I did try, to not change, to stay, to wait. But waiting is the hardest part. I couldn't hold on to it anymore. I couldn't keep our relationship. I'm probably the 'bad guy' in your eyes, right?