Sometimes,
When I feel like I’m all alone in this room that once felt small
I feel it.
That feeling of loneliness
Mixed with sadness.
It’s not hard to see what you meant to me with my feelings exposed
Like the empty space where you used to lay.
You know, you never were very loud
More the strong silent type.
But in this big empty room this
Silence.
Without you here is too loud because all I hear
Are the sounds of my tears and my heart as it aches
For MY
Strong silent one.
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When I am at the ocean it’s as if everything stops. My thoughts can be released and my mind put at ease. It’s just the power of the sea. Even looking at it in pictures can clear my mind, on late nights when I’m far away and need some relief. These are my thoughts:
Sometimes, when it’s late at night, and I’m home alone I start to think. I think about the good times; the laughs and the smiles shared and I think about the joy. But one cannot think about one without the other, and the good leads to the bad – the tears and the the feelings of being broken. It’s hard to comprehend that even after this time I can’t hate you. I don’t miss you, i miss it – the joy, the understanding, the beginnings of love.
My hand told my heart, let love grow
But my heart told my head, this time no
This time no.
– Mumford and Sons
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