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Please.
By Chetana.

I get this sickened feeling, it won't hide from my face.
I can't change my mind. You tell me I'm wrong and
that's what you want.

You used to show me that you loved me. You used to be all that I needed, I miss that I miss the love that
I had for you. I can't change my mind.

My scrambled thoughts are so painful, I don't want them within me. I can't change my mind.
Bring back those nights where we talked so much.

I miss the love that I had for you.
I cant change my mind. Please undo this pain you
brought to me!

Can Someone
by Chetana.

I want someone who will care for me someone to show me about real love. Someone to show me the good and bad
things that we will make it through.

I want to see someone that makes me fall deeper and more so in love each time our eyes meet. Someone that won't
impress me with wealth and fancy belongings but instead fill my void and make me feel special.

Someone that keeps me from harm by wrapping their arms around me. I just want someone that won't cheat or lie.

I want someone who believes in me and my ability. I'm waiting for a love that completes me far inside my heart
just like this.

Sunset on Winter Woods

Saying goodbye.
By Chetana.

Saying goodbye for the last time is the most difficult, knowing that you can not say
it again. It means so much but is it all that we mean?

Its like the ink from a pen on as page when its unexpectedly running out however the pen is disregarded and another is brought in to use. The final goodbye is painful not like the disregarded pen yet its the same.

People arrive and depart and that's the hardest part, to accept that we are stranded here without them. Where do they go after death? taking their place beside the good God? Will we see them again? Is there a heaven or hell?

Spiritually the world carries on, still revolving some say that every second someone somewhere is dead. be it a child, a son, daughter. Someone?s wife, husband, lover. A brother or even a sister.
Yet the world carries on, death is daily yet when it occurs to your family or friends the world stands still while you mourn.

Saying goodbye -did you have your chance?
Or was the death unexpected like the ink, did you say goodbye?

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