It's because you and them were made of the same pieces. And afterwards, when you put yourself back together, some piece of them remained.
Friday, July 30, 2010
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11 comments:
Ooh My! I Wasn't Born A Star!
:)))))))
Just remember this means that they still have some piece of you.
"It was when I thought that love will hold me together,
I was shattered.
It was when I thought that love will take all my pain,
I suffered the most.
It was the day when I wanted you to stay.... stay,
When you left me forever.
And I unbelievably want you to put the shattered pieces together,
May be I have yet to realize that is it not going to be the same ever again. "
I wrote this sometimes back.. and how after reading this I felt the language of love is same throughout the world. Wonderful Iain.
All the kings horses and all the kings men,
couldn't swim through the river of tears to reach me here. But at least these scars prove that Love is real.
Every time you go away, you take a piece of me with you.
To think that the one who could you hurt the most is the one who love you the most.
The piece you left is too big to go with you when you're gone. Too elusive, they can't find you under the knife.
Thinking about this like this, like rain, you give me cold feet.
♥
Forever changed and rearranged❥
beautiful.
that is because we are all one.
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