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"So many times I've seen so many people's dreams, lost and washed away out to the sea. I said 'No not I,' pain will surely pass me by. Happening to them but not to me. Hearts get broken all the time. I never used to worry about things like this. But the problem is, this time it's mine. Now I'm worrying, this one is mine. See the problem is, the heart is mine."
The things that you cherish the most, are the things that are the first to go, and sadly I had to learn that the hard way. So here I am in the same situation all over again, like an endless cycle meant to teach me a lesson about my ways. Taking people for granted was the biggest issue of mine, and not taking other people's feelings into consideration, but the process is making me change for the better because I want to. I want to mend hearts that have been broken because of my doing. I'm a lover, and long for it so deeply and passionately so much so, that now that I'm alone again, I crumple up into a little ball and weep just for the sake of weeping, like a child who is lost in a void without it's mother. Today, infact, while in the midst of watching Spongebob with dearest Milla, those emotions came into play and I felt like a complete bafoon for doing so. But it's a process, I have to reassure myself. A process I'm not use to handling unless I'm on the other end..
This time it's mine.
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