He woke up with a jump.
Dammit. Not again.
He had been dreaming about her. It happened every time he thought he was getting better. It seemed like she didn’t want to be forgotten. She kept finding her way into his mind. He sat up in the dark, shaking. He knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep in the বিছানা for a while again. Too many memories there. Too many thoughts of her wrapped around him under the covers. He couldn’t handle it. Once she got into his head, it took weeks for him to drive her out again.
He went out into the রান্নাঘর and got some water. Then he stared at his reflection in the window above the sink. He looked terribly exhausted. He was terribly exhausted. অভিনয় like everything is fine gets tiring. His eyes were droopy and he rarely ever smiled anymore. He had no reason to. She had been his happiness. And now she’s gone. That realization caused him to let his head hang down and his eyes fall shut. He let out an exhale as প্রতিমূর্তি from his dream flooded him. He shook his head angrily, trying to force them out. But they refused to leave. Her smile. Our first kiss. The time we stood together in the pouring rain. They wouldn’t leave him alone. It wasn’t that he regretted what had happened. He could never regret the best thing that ever happened to him. He just wanted to not be reminded about what he was missing now that she was gone. He just wanted the memories to quit taunting him. He couldn’t get her back. There was no way. And because of that, he didn’t want to remember what it was like when he had her.
Not willing to go back to sleep and risk dreaming about her again, he sat down on the পালঙ্ক and turned on the television. He mindlessly flipped through the channels and landed on some old movie. We watched so many চলচ্চিত্র together. He missed her dreadfully. All he wanted was to look over to the other side of the পালঙ্ক and see her, but when he turned his head to look, it was just as empty as her side of the বিছানা had been. He let a few tears fall down his face as his chest tightened. It hadn’t gotten any easier. He didn’t remember if he had expected it to, but it hadn’t anyway. Sure, there were now times when he didn’t think about her for extended periods of time, but that just made it all the আরো painful when he did. Sometimes he wished he could just have one আরো দিন with her. One আরো দিন when he could look into her eyes and hold her and tell her how much she meant to him. He wished he could feel her and smell her again, even if it was just one আরো day. But he knew how crazy that was. She wasn’t coming back. And even if he could have her for one আরো day, he would still beg for another দিন soon enough.
He wondered for a moment if he should let her in for a while, let her fill his head again just for the remainder of the night and maybe the পরবর্তি day. He thought of the boxes in the closet. The boxes of things that reminded him of her. There were so many things. He had gathered them all up once with the intention of throwing them out so he’d never have to look at them again, but he hadn’t been able to do it. Instead he had tossed everything into a couple of boxes and hidden them on a shelf high in his closet, out of sight. He debated with himself about whether অথবা not he could look at it all again. What’s the worst that could happen? You’re already there anyway. It was a useless debate. He had already made up his mind.
With great care, he took the boxes from the shelf and brought them back out to the couch. For a few moments, all he could do was stare at them, trying to prepare himself for what he would find. He remembered a few of the things, but the weight of the boxes suggested that many আরো memories were being stored in them. That was the problem with things. They weren’t just things. They had memories attached to them. They had stories. They had feelings. He didn’t even need to open the boxes to feel the feelings, to see the stories like they were happening right at that moment. They filled his mind. The handmade birthday cards. The ছবি booth pictures. The bracelet she gave me. The প্রতিমূর্তি swirled in his head, almost making him dizzy. He stood up and paced around, all the while keeping his eyes on the unopened boxes. He wondered if he could do it after all, if he could revisit everything and keep it together. Of course I can’t. But how can I walk away now? He sat back down and took a deep breath and opened the first one before he could think about it again. God. There was a lot আরো than he remembered. His shirts and jackets she had worn. Their পছন্দ movie. His old cell phone with all their text messages. He pulled the phone out of the box and turned it on. Their last conversation had been nothing special. Just going over the plans for the day. She was going out with some friends, he was getting a new phone. He had known it would be the last conversation he’d have with her on that phone, but he never thought it would be the last one they ever had. He smiled for a moment as he read through their messages. He loved her so much. Even the littlest things like that had always made him so happy with her. The boxes were full of those little things that had made him happy once upon a time.
Dammit. Not again.
He had been dreaming about her. It happened every time he thought he was getting better. It seemed like she didn’t want to be forgotten. She kept finding her way into his mind. He sat up in the dark, shaking. He knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep in the বিছানা for a while again. Too many memories there. Too many thoughts of her wrapped around him under the covers. He couldn’t handle it. Once she got into his head, it took weeks for him to drive her out again.
He went out into the রান্নাঘর and got some water. Then he stared at his reflection in the window above the sink. He looked terribly exhausted. He was terribly exhausted. অভিনয় like everything is fine gets tiring. His eyes were droopy and he rarely ever smiled anymore. He had no reason to. She had been his happiness. And now she’s gone. That realization caused him to let his head hang down and his eyes fall shut. He let out an exhale as প্রতিমূর্তি from his dream flooded him. He shook his head angrily, trying to force them out. But they refused to leave. Her smile. Our first kiss. The time we stood together in the pouring rain. They wouldn’t leave him alone. It wasn’t that he regretted what had happened. He could never regret the best thing that ever happened to him. He just wanted to not be reminded about what he was missing now that she was gone. He just wanted the memories to quit taunting him. He couldn’t get her back. There was no way. And because of that, he didn’t want to remember what it was like when he had her.
Not willing to go back to sleep and risk dreaming about her again, he sat down on the পালঙ্ক and turned on the television. He mindlessly flipped through the channels and landed on some old movie. We watched so many চলচ্চিত্র together. He missed her dreadfully. All he wanted was to look over to the other side of the পালঙ্ক and see her, but when he turned his head to look, it was just as empty as her side of the বিছানা had been. He let a few tears fall down his face as his chest tightened. It hadn’t gotten any easier. He didn’t remember if he had expected it to, but it hadn’t anyway. Sure, there were now times when he didn’t think about her for extended periods of time, but that just made it all the আরো painful when he did. Sometimes he wished he could just have one আরো দিন with her. One আরো দিন when he could look into her eyes and hold her and tell her how much she meant to him. He wished he could feel her and smell her again, even if it was just one আরো day. But he knew how crazy that was. She wasn’t coming back. And even if he could have her for one আরো day, he would still beg for another দিন soon enough.
He wondered for a moment if he should let her in for a while, let her fill his head again just for the remainder of the night and maybe the পরবর্তি day. He thought of the boxes in the closet. The boxes of things that reminded him of her. There were so many things. He had gathered them all up once with the intention of throwing them out so he’d never have to look at them again, but he hadn’t been able to do it. Instead he had tossed everything into a couple of boxes and hidden them on a shelf high in his closet, out of sight. He debated with himself about whether অথবা not he could look at it all again. What’s the worst that could happen? You’re already there anyway. It was a useless debate. He had already made up his mind.
With great care, he took the boxes from the shelf and brought them back out to the couch. For a few moments, all he could do was stare at them, trying to prepare himself for what he would find. He remembered a few of the things, but the weight of the boxes suggested that many আরো memories were being stored in them. That was the problem with things. They weren’t just things. They had memories attached to them. They had stories. They had feelings. He didn’t even need to open the boxes to feel the feelings, to see the stories like they were happening right at that moment. They filled his mind. The handmade birthday cards. The ছবি booth pictures. The bracelet she gave me. The প্রতিমূর্তি swirled in his head, almost making him dizzy. He stood up and paced around, all the while keeping his eyes on the unopened boxes. He wondered if he could do it after all, if he could revisit everything and keep it together. Of course I can’t. But how can I walk away now? He sat back down and took a deep breath and opened the first one before he could think about it again. God. There was a lot আরো than he remembered. His shirts and jackets she had worn. Their পছন্দ movie. His old cell phone with all their text messages. He pulled the phone out of the box and turned it on. Their last conversation had been nothing special. Just going over the plans for the day. She was going out with some friends, he was getting a new phone. He had known it would be the last conversation he’d have with her on that phone, but he never thought it would be the last one they ever had. He smiled for a moment as he read through their messages. He loved her so much. Even the littlest things like that had always made him so happy with her. The boxes were full of those little things that had made him happy once upon a time.
Please tell me if it sucks অথবা not. (:
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Mi প্রণয় for আপনি is very strong
Forever & and ever until it's gone
I hope we are like Romeo & Juilet
Because I know our time is set
I'm not romatic
অথবা attractive at all
I know I'm stupid
and always fall
I just have to wonder
Why me an no one other?
I'm a clumsy, ugly, stupid girl
But yet some how I rock your world?
Your eyes are like mi sactuary
Your arms are strong and a little hairy
I প্রণয় your hair, body and all
I lov theway আপনি take mi falls
Your my Prince in mi fiarytale
Not like the rest that are very frail
আপনি are strong and loveable
And always huggable<3
Your handsome, nice and very sweet
And if we ever beak-up
The পরবর্তি girl will have lucky seat
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Mi প্রণয় for আপনি is very strong
Forever & and ever until it's gone
I hope we are like Romeo & Juilet
Because I know our time is set
I'm not romatic
অথবা attractive at all
I know I'm stupid
and always fall
I just have to wonder
Why me an no one other?
I'm a clumsy, ugly, stupid girl
But yet some how I rock your world?
Your eyes are like mi sactuary
Your arms are strong and a little hairy
I প্রণয় your hair, body and all
I lov theway আপনি take mi falls
Your my Prince in mi fiarytale
Not like the rest that are very frail
আপনি are strong and loveable
And always huggable<3
Your handsome, nice and very sweet
And if we ever beak-up
The পরবর্তি girl will have lucky seat
There's guy number 1, guy number 2, and guy number 3.
Guy number 1:
It was ব্যক্ত a few months back that he has a crush on me. He has freckles all over his face, we insult each other a lot. He's funny, and he's awesome at bowling.
I crushed on him once in 3rd grade, but that was it. It only lasted like 1 day.
Guy number 2:
He's really cute, almost every girl in the class is crushing on him. We're pretty good friends, when I used to crush on him, I'd slip-up a lot, but I learn from my mistakes.
He has really good grades, all A's.
We both know how to play chess, but he always beats me.
Guy number 3:
We're pretty good friends, and we discovered two years পূর্বে that we're both left-handed. Which I think is really cool. Sometimes he'll sing songs made দ্বারা rappers, and I'll get an interest in that and ask who wrote it.
Most of the time I don't get his jokes, but I pretend to laugh anyway. This is the guy I just got over 2 days ago, but I'm still not sure.
Guy number 1:
It was ব্যক্ত a few months back that he has a crush on me. He has freckles all over his face, we insult each other a lot. He's funny, and he's awesome at bowling.
I crushed on him once in 3rd grade, but that was it. It only lasted like 1 day.
Guy number 2:
He's really cute, almost every girl in the class is crushing on him. We're pretty good friends, when I used to crush on him, I'd slip-up a lot, but I learn from my mistakes.
He has really good grades, all A's.
We both know how to play chess, but he always beats me.
Guy number 3:
We're pretty good friends, and we discovered two years পূর্বে that we're both left-handed. Which I think is really cool. Sometimes he'll sing songs made দ্বারা rappers, and I'll get an interest in that and ask who wrote it.
Most of the time I don't get his jokes, but I pretend to laugh anyway. This is the guy I just got over 2 days ago, but I'm still not sure.
beeing heartbroken is really bad one of the worst feelings
_ আপনি cry a lot
_you are listening to sad songs
_keep thinking of the good memories আপনি have with the hearbreaker
_maybe লেখা poems অথবা songs
_prefer to be alone
_hate when someone starts asking প্রশ্ন about this
here is a way to stop beeing heartbroken অথবা feel better
STOP beeing alone
talk to someone express your feelings
keep saying to yourself ''i can overcome him\her i'm strong
keep the feith
start hanging out with your বন্ধু when আপনি can
stop thinking about him\her think about something else that makes আপনি happy
আপনি will see that u'll feel better :)
_ আপনি cry a lot
_you are listening to sad songs
_keep thinking of the good memories আপনি have with the hearbreaker
_maybe লেখা poems অথবা songs
_prefer to be alone
_hate when someone starts asking প্রশ্ন about this
here is a way to stop beeing heartbroken অথবা feel better
STOP beeing alone
talk to someone express your feelings
keep saying to yourself ''i can overcome him\her i'm strong
keep the feith
start hanging out with your বন্ধু when আপনি can
stop thinking about him\her think about something else that makes আপনি happy
আপনি will see that u'll feel better :)
1. true প্রণয় never dies.It's only get stronger with time.
2.i feel lucky every দিন i'm with u
3.when i met you..my হৃদয় skipped a beat.the sun became the moon & cold turn into heat. ফুলেরসাজি weren't red. violets weren't blue. All because i fell in প্রণয় with you.
4.love is the closetest thing we got 2 magic
5.love is a game that 2 can play and both win
6.i want 2 be the only hand u hold
7.love is like a mountain hard 2 climb, but once u get 2 the শীর্ষ the veiw is beautiful
8.love is like a blazing flame, golden and full of warmth
9. anyone can catch your eye,but it takes someone special 2 capture your heart
10.true প্রণয় is like ghosts, which everybody talks about and few have ever seen
11.the best thing in life r unseen, that's y we close our eyes when we kiss, cry and dream
12.it takes a millions of people 2 complete the world,but it only takes u 2 complete mime
2.i feel lucky every দিন i'm with u
3.when i met you..my হৃদয় skipped a beat.the sun became the moon & cold turn into heat. ফুলেরসাজি weren't red. violets weren't blue. All because i fell in প্রণয় with you.
4.love is the closetest thing we got 2 magic
5.love is a game that 2 can play and both win
6.i want 2 be the only hand u hold
7.love is like a mountain hard 2 climb, but once u get 2 the শীর্ষ the veiw is beautiful
8.love is like a blazing flame, golden and full of warmth
9. anyone can catch your eye,but it takes someone special 2 capture your heart
10.true প্রণয় is like ghosts, which everybody talks about and few have ever seen
11.the best thing in life r unseen, that's y we close our eyes when we kiss, cry and dream
12.it takes a millions of people 2 complete the world,but it only takes u 2 complete mime
My হৃদয় weeps
My eyes sting
From the tears that want to escape
I feel so empty
So hollow
Something
Someone
That my body wanted escaped
Now i am left hollow
The tears want to fall
To প্রদর্শনী the pain
But they dry up
I get angry that I can't cry
Over something so heartbreaking
She talked me into it
I thought only somewhat about it
I thought about other people
Not about my heart
I made a mistake
I don't know if i can live without you
I guess i have to try now
But please promise me
That i will always have a piece of your heart
For me to love
And আপনি to প্রণয় back
My eyes sting
From the tears that want to escape
I feel so empty
So hollow
Something
Someone
That my body wanted escaped
Now i am left hollow
The tears want to fall
To প্রদর্শনী the pain
But they dry up
I get angry that I can't cry
Over something so heartbreaking
She talked me into it
I thought only somewhat about it
I thought about other people
Not about my heart
I made a mistake
I don't know if i can live without you
I guess i have to try now
But please promise me
That i will always have a piece of your heart
For me to love
And আপনি to প্রণয় back