The more you point out my mistakes, The more you are drawn towards me. The more you try to hurt me, The more you bleed in your heart. The more you run away from me, The more my memories haunt you. The more you want to forget me, The more you are reminded of my presence. The more you want to chase me away, The closer I come to you. The more you hate me, The more you end up loving me. The more you call me an “illusion” The more I dawn as the reality of your life….
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like the Sunshine... am thinking too...
but hey.. the future is always bright, never forget that :)
take care,
cheers,
Arv.
Nop...
take care and keep writing.... :)
Profound.
sometimes we have to let go!!
Thanks !
........
:)
:'(
hmmmm....but memories ! :sigh:
......difficult to answer.
:)
Good to see you :)
Yes,one has to live with it.
maybe....