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Emotions are nice. Lately I've been feeling. Something that I had purposely stopped.

I've been thinking of a friend who has gotten lost somewhere.

I don't know where she is. I looked for her everywhere but couldn't find her.

She did nothing to save what was left of us, of our friendship. I did what I could but that wasn't enough.

It wasn't enough for her. She walked away.

Acceptance is hard. Acceptance that people change like seasons. I've been trying to accept it.
I hope I can accept it soon enough and move on. Its' an added burden in my heart.

I miss her so much at times. If only she knew.

Dead

I don't know how to say it. I suck and fail at relationships. I don't know how to keep them, I don't know how to maintain them and keep them going, I don't know what it is.
I don't know how to keep successful relationships.

I don't give out enough love and I know it.
I don't keep in touch and I fall short of their expectations because they expect something out of me and I don't do anything to sustain the relationships. I don't know why.

Lately, I feel dead. I don't feel anything anymore. You left and took the whole of me with you.
I have nothing left of me, anymore.

All I know is that I want to feel alive again.

Secret note

You make me want to write poems about you.
I love how we look at each other briefly with eyes filled with affection for each other.

You're one of the most beautiful people i've met - not just on the outside but inside too.

Your genuine love and affection towards me gives me courage and strength.

Sometimes I want to preserve you,
I want to keep you just for myself
away from the glare of the world.

I am not bothered about the world when you are with me.
I feel shy in your company and yet I am me.

Always

I'll always be a little bit in love with you.

Always

I Hope You Will Always Remember Me

I hope you remember me fondly if ever you think of me.
I hope you remember me.
I hope you remember me as someone who loved you, more than anything or anyone ever could.

Always.

Always.

Arc

The night ended on a beautiful note.
I found myself lying down on bed and staring at the ceiling.

I found myself reminiscencing about the night gone by.

It was a beautiful starry night and the moon was a perfect arc.
We shared things with each other we never normally spoke about and felt sort of intimate in each other's company.

We knew each other's secrets. The kind of secrets that no one else knew about us but each other.

We didn't need words that night for silence spoke everything.

You looked at the moon for a brief moment and then you looked into my eyes.
They were a strange kind of brown.
We looked into each other's eyes in silence until you interrupted it.

You suggested we go to the beach.

As we walked down the beach, I found myself unable to say things I wanted to say.
Words had often failed me when I needed them the most.
I was never a verbose person.
Perhaps it felt easier to keep things inside.

"What do you miss?" you asked me

I felt an absence that manifested itself as a haunting presence.
I said nothing and started to walk away until I disappeared past the dunes.

Everything that is beautiful is short lived and dies.