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"Note to self:
Life is easy,
Love is hard."
The magic sensation surpasses sleep
As coffee and movies fly
Fluttering fantastic fantasy
Love is coy and sly;
You will never know why,
Nothing ever changes while change consumes you
But the first brush
First blush
First kiss in the gym
First time falling frantically, freely
Love would never again greet so warmly
So star-crossed and special.
Like the last goodbye.
Not the first to say "I love you."
But the last to know
Not the first to walk away too
But the last to go.
Depression is the new obsession.
Remember to forget what you regret:
The good things never last.
Nothing is more fragile than our future.
Countless months of trust, mountains of words -
Gone in seconds, one sentence
A brief angered utterance.
Good morning from Jameson or Jack;
Loving whiskey without love
Hearts broken as cannon fodder
Sleepless eyes as heavy as water
Help is hard,
Healing is an ounce.
Kaleidoscopes converge, crashing
As endless night becomes day
And knots becomes nooses
Friends save you from falling
Seeing you senselessly sliding -
In control while falling apart
Building character and breaking your heart
Along comes another,
Their presence is palpable piece of mind
This is more than a feeling
But refusal to fall
Because there's something about falling...
Bridges burn and heart strings break
My troubled road, none want to take
Led to this vista view
Love may be true,
But what matters most is you.
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