A poet is an unhappy being whose heart is torn by secret suffering, but whose lips are so strangely formed that when the sighs and cries escape, they sound like beautiful music. | Kierkegaard
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Thursday, October 21, 2010
I MISS YOu
I miss you when something really good happens, because you're the one I want to share it with. I miss you when something is troubling me, because you understand me so well. I miss you when I laugh and cry, because I know that you can make me laugh, and you can stop my tears too. I miss you all the time, but I miss you the most when I lay awake at night, thinking of all the times we had together... those were some of the best times of my life
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