I know there was something before you. I just can't remember what it was.
Friday, November 11, 2011
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29 comments:
9 more days.
Before you was nothing. Nothing to remember. Nothing wort remembering.
Before you there was me. So on your way out, figure out a way to return that feeling. It's the least you can do.
Before you was so long ago.
Before you, I was something you fell in love with. Watch what I do with after you. Goodbye.
And now I cant feel at all...
i really don't remember.
:) makes me smile
i remember what it was so well.. before you, i had this beautiful soul that was untouchable. before you, i was proud and dignified and mysterious. after you, nothing has changed. it wasn't easy, but i have not lost myself because of you.
this just happens so often.
Before you? When was that? For as long as I remember it has been you.
and now I can't bare being here after you
before you there was someone else to obsess over and someone before him and before the one before him.
now this is what I call MOVING ON without any pain because you had enough of it long back...
Before you, I thought I would never be able to love again. I was lost, cold and alone. My days were full of sadness and my nights were full of loneliness. My heart hurt all the time and food never tasted as bland.
This sounds like what you say when you have found 'the one'... not sad at all... more like 'I was lost until I found you'...
That's great. Really great. And so simple
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BJJ_HJ-9JNM&ob=av2e
Heart Chakra
this thought has been banging about my head for weeks, but you just put it in to word, brillant thank you.
So true.
Wow. Everything here is amazing! This is.... me
You are the cresting of each wave of the ocean, and I am the calm waters between. Waiting for you to crash over me in a flurry of love and romance. Leaving me in a whirlwind just as quickly, leaving me spinning, lost and confused. Unsure how to go back to the calm I once was. Finding it only moments before you crash over me once again.
Dear 'Me,'
Who are you and where are you? Though I know it doesn't matter who or where you are, you evoke intrigue in me so, and i wanna know... Through your words i've found comfort and acceptance. You've inspired me. I thank your beautiful mind. Your omniscience grants you a universal friendship; I feel so close to you without ever meeting you. You make me want to hug every single human being, because everyone deserves love and this world really needs to be a better place.
I wish you all the beauty and joy of the world.
-Nelle
i want so bad to remember.
Actually there wasn't anything worth having before you. You were always there. Me.
Just another earthling. Thank you for your kind words, they mean a lot to me.
i love this.
Forgive me for never been able to forget you. Now you mean more than ever to me.
before you,I was.
After you,I am.
It's just that my being does not matter anymore.
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