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spends countless hours hidden in the cave of her room blogging, doing homework, sleeping and sacrificing virgins. Not really. that last one was a joke.

spends countless hours hidden in the cave of her room blogging, doing homework, sleeping, and sacrificing virgins. Not really. that last one was a joke.

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I miss him like no other. And that song, love remains the same....

It reminds me of us. I'm constantly trying to forget about him, but someone I see on TV or crossing the street, or in a car on the freeway looks too much like him.

And seeing his name, or hearing it, and not being able to explain my tears because I don't even understand them myself. He was never mine to lose. And being alone is inevitable, because my being alone is even more inevitable when he is around. And I can't even talk to him anymore because he can obviously see the pain in my eyes that should have never been there in the first place.

Half the time the world is ending, truth is I am done pretending.

I know his scent now. It still lingers in my mind. I can almost see myself, like looking from above, sitting in the hall, tears lingering behind my eyeliner, burying myself in his smell so I could remember his voice and the feeling that I get when I catch him staring at me or when he smiles or laughs.

I know his voice. I close my eyes and see his lips moving. His mouth smiling his wry grin. His eyes that search my face to find the source of my pain. But he knows where it is. And I guess that's why he talks to me carefully, trying to get my to smile. And that's what I love about him. He knows when I'm sad because of him, he knows that if he says something, I could cry more tears. He knows that sometimes if he says something, he can make me smile, and that makes him proud for that instant. For that half smile. He knows when I am looking at him, because he glances at me nervously for a second too.

Well, everything will change, but love remains the same.

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