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Hurting

Moments, I have only moments and then I am all by myself.

Things were not as it used to be between us. That I kept reminding myself so that when the unexpected hits me, I am prepared. But even though I keep on telling myself the inevitable, I could not help but shed a tear or two. Each time I think about it, it breaks my heart and pierces through it in its deepest recesses.

Give me up. It's easier that way. After five years, after all the love, I believe I can manage. Though it would be difficult without you, yet I need to move on. Life is you and it still is.

How can my heart mend when all I have is hope? Hope that one day the cloud of doubts would all be gone.

I never realized that it could be this painful. I never thought until now...

You said forever. And that will remain to be elusive.

I search for you in my life and still there you were. I look for love and I found mine. I look at you and you were not looking.

I don't believe in forever anymore. It is but an illusion created by people who believe they belong to it.

Love is a myth. It is only for those who dream and that dream is their reality.

If love would end, let me be on my way. I may have difficulty without you but life goes on. There will be no one after you, and my life will only be an existence.

I love you. And now I do not know the meaning of love anymore. Without you.

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