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       The problem with love is..
       It is blind yet it can see.
       It can't hear though it listens
       It follows but seldom leads.

       The problem with love is..
       It gives without asking.
       It shares till nothing is left in itself.
       It confirms even if it is disagreeable.

       The problem with love is..
       It still cares though hurt.
       Always persevere though weary.
       Always hopes.. even in doubt.

       The problem with love is..
       It is stubborn yet obedient.
       It is strong but also weak.
       It is selfless but greedy all at once.

       The problem with love is..
       It knows no limits.
       It stretches far beyond boundaries.
       It breaks away.. it escapes.

       But the worst problem of love is..
       It loves the problem it brings.
       It wears them like a favorite shirt.
       It got stuck, got immune to it.

       I wish I was never in love. :(



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Lost. What is this feeling?
Is it when I am here 
but I am really not?
Is it when I breathe 
but only simply to stay alive?

Emptiness is more dreadful than being lost.
I am awoken by my own thoughts,
only to realize that I am lost all over again.

Isn't it sad, to have lost someone?
Isn't it cruel to have someone lose you?
I call it murder.
I call it slaughter.
I call it madness 
beyond a reasonable doubt.

What is it that he desires?
What does his heart speak?
Every beat it makes
every rhythm, every whisper?

Prolonging the agony.
Be not ignorant of my pleas
every word I uttered
every ache, every whimper.

For he and I are only fleeting.
He slips away every time.
He slips away only to come back
and haunt me.
  
The music that he plays
I cannot resist
to dance in the waves of subsequent torture.
It is beguiling for sure.
It is enticing, a faultless lure.

Let this be my last wish,
that he will reconcile with his shadow
and sew them back to me.
Is he blind or deaf? 
Neither.

But the faintheartedness impedes 
what his eyes should see
and what his heart can want.

Let there be distance.
So he may be able to stretch out his arms
and unfold me into the darkness.



Let there be silence.
So he may find nothingness in the light.

Let there be love.
For when I am lost
I cannot hold on to the emptiness.
Let me be found.









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Ask again that question.
Speak again in that soft voice,
and look again with wishes in thy eyes.
Oh no! Thou canst not.

Canst thou forgive me then?
Will thou believe so kindly of my fault,
to call it Madness?
Oh, give that madness yet a milder name,
and call it Passion.
then still be more kind, and call that passion, Love.

Hell, hell,
Yet I'll be calm.
but now the dawn begins, 
and the slow hand of fate 
is stretched to draw the veil
and leave Thee bare...
Heaven has no rage, like love and hatred turn'd
Nor hell a fury, like a woman scorn'd.




Russell Boyle

                  (excerpt) by William Congreve




Hey I'm this girl when I'm with you
You made me do things I didn't want to do
You made me lazy, drove me crazy
Spun me around made me look like a clown.

Hey I'm this girl when I'm with you
You literally changed my life anew
I had to drag myself out of bed
While you endlessly running inside my head.

Hey I'm this girl when I'm with you
You stole my heart and broke the law
And even though I hurt and mourned
I kept on waiting for your return.

Hey I'm wondering how you are doing
If I'm not around and without my loving
If you don't feel my touch, my kiss my caress
How are your nights, are they not all missed?
















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      I want you to know that I am always here
       You may not know it but I am always near
       I did not go far and I never left
       I kept the memories, they're hard to forget.

       I want you to know that I still feel the same
       It may seem impossible and think I'm insane
       I cross my heart and swear to the gods
       If I have been naughty, if I have been bad.

       I want you to know that I think of you often
       The kiss the touch, no they're not forgotten
       As I memorized the curves and lines of your face
       I recalled all the loving and your sweet embrace.

       But also, you have to know that I am uncertain
       Each lonely day that passes feels like a burden
       I always wondered if you feel the same way too
       Are you waiting for me, like I'm waiting for you.


      













      
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