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There are a hundred things she has tried to chase away the things she won’t remember and that she can’t even let herself think about because that’s when the birds scream and the worms crawl and somewhere in her mind it’s always raining a slow and endless drizzle.


You will hear that she has left the country, that there was a gift she wanted you to have, but it is lost before it reaches you. Late one night the telephone will sign, and a voice that might be hers will say something that you cannot interpret before the connection crackles and is broken.

Several years later, from a taxi, you will see someone in a doorway who looks like her, but she will be gone by the time you persuade the driver to stop. You will never see her again. 

Whenever it rains you will think of her. ” 

― Neil Gaiman

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“Mom, I have to go. I think this Matt character is here.”
“Are you sure it’s him?”
Julie peered into the car as the window lowered. “I see a maniacal-looking guy with brightly-colored candy in one hand, and he’s waving a sickle in the other. Oh! He’s beckoning me to the car. This must be my ride.” 
― Jessica Park, Flat-Out Love

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…but I`ll always love you…

and you will never know how much I love you…

and how much I need you…

and how much I want you…

because people are scared, they like excuses, they do and say some things and then deny them…and they never talk about them because that`s the easiest way…to forget, or to try to forget….and start using a word “friends” more than even real friends use it….and they hide, and run, and try to escape…

and this makes me angry…and mad…but there is no point of being angry….

…because…

..life just goes on…and this world will always be full of pain…

 

Ohh, poor me. I`m not a poet and maybe I`ll never be. 

and I am not a singer, I am in the song 

And I’ve got a story that I cannot write down 
And I’m with you but I’ll always be alone 
I may not be right, but I don’t think I am wrong 

Every note’s an answer, every word’s a sign 
Every man’s a dancer, following his own time 
I’ve found a tearful language that translates what I am 
And I cried out loud, but they didn’t understand 
I cried so hard I may never try again 
I may never try, I may never try again 

Cleansing in the water, heal me in the light 
Mend you ageless daughter, I’ve been awake all night 
‘Cause if your sands are shifting, I’ll need to know what I forgot 
I don’t want much, but I need an awful lot 

I’ve found a tearful language that translates what I am 
And I cried out loud, but you didn’t understand 
I cried so hard I may never try again 
I may never try, I may never die again 

I may never cry again 
I may never try again 
I may never die again

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“It was nice - in the dark and the quiet... and her eyes looking back, like there was something in me worth seeing.”  ― John Green, Paper Towns

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If I die…

If I die...

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“He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect for more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you.”
― Bob Marley

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