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I don't have very many dreams or goals that most people have, some that are definitely unreachable, but worth striving for. Every now and then I write a story in my head or pen a poem down. The only way I know how to express myself through words is through my writing.

Friday, January 30, 2009

Shielding one's heart.

I'm afraid to be alone with you,
Afraid that once I look into your eyes-
All the pieces in my heart that had begun to heal,
Instantaneously shatters.
The truth hurts; love hurts.
Being with you is like escaping reality-
A drug.
Without you, every dark thought creeps in.
I love being with you,
I'm just afraid to have more memories to drown myself in.
I don't regret being with you,
I'm just trying to shield whatever is left of my heart.
But honestly, I rather have many unrepairable pieces
as long as I'm with you.

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