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I think perhaps I will always hold a candle for you _ even until it burns my hand.And when the light has long since gone _. I will be there in the darkness holding what remains, quite simply because I cannot let go.

Though these words will never find you, I hope that you knew I was thinking of you today_.. and that I was wishing you every happiness.Love Always,The girl you loved once.

When you experience loss, people say you__l move through the 5 stages of grief_.Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression, Acceptance_.. What they don__ tell you is that you__l cycle through them all every day.

The last time I felt alive _ I was looking into your eyes.Breathing your air_. touching your skin_ Saying goodbye_.The last time I felt alive_. I was dying.

It__ painful, loving someone from afar.Watching them _ from the outside.The once familiar elements of their life reduced to nothing more than occasional mentions in conversations and faces changing in photographs_..They exist to you now as nothing more than living proof that something can still hurt you _ with no contact at all.

I miss that feeling of connection.Knowing he was out there somewhere thinking about me at the same time I was thinking about him.

If you cannot hold me in your arms, then hold my memory in high regard.And if I cannot be in your life, then at least let me live in your heart.

I had someone once who made every day mean something.And now_. I am lost_.And nothing means anything anymore.

There is an ocean of silence between us_ and I am drowning in it.

_the sad part is, that I will probably end up loving you without you for much longer than I loved you when I knew you.Some people might find that strange.But the truth of it is that the amount of love you feel for someone and the impact they have on you as a person, is in no way relative to the amount of time you have known them.

It doesn't matter. I've moved on from something that was never there to begin with. That's one of the dire things about escaping from childhood. Eventually you grow up and realize the things you wanted when you were young weren't really yours to ask for. I know that now.

Red Rover, Red Rover, send Ardor right over," Eliza said. They laughed. The asteroid was a little bigger now, brighter, and still they went on laughing. Laughing in the face of what they couldn't predict or change or control. Would it be fire and brimstone? Would it be Armageddon? Or would it be a second chance? Eliza held tight to her friends, laughing, and a pair of hands land soft as feathers on her shoulders, like the hands of a ghost, laughing and laughing as Ardor swept along its fated course, laughing and through that laughter, praying. Praying for forgiveness. Praying for grace. Praying for mercy. 0

Your memory feels like home to me.So whenever my mind wanders, it always finds it__ way back to you.

Everybody wants their own little place in the world. And maybe mine is here_ Loving you from a distance_