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  SOMEONE LIKE YOU I stood there mesmerized. For a person who travelled three hundred miles and eight towns to get there, I really didn’t know what I was signing my self up for. I mean I do! I did! but then , at that moment, heaven seemed to cloud my tongue and judgement. I had no choice but to stand there bewildered. It isn’t my fault that after a year, he looks like a Greek god. I would gladly worship at his temple , pouring libations and chanting incantations to his ears whenever an opportunity presented itself. It really is unfair when an ex glows up after a breakup! Couldn’t you be this divine when you were mine ? “What are the odds?” Greg said “Hello to you too.” I responded. “Come here.” He said while tugging me in for a hug. I felt like a part of me sprang back to life . A part that wanted to stay alive more than anything. A part of me that only he could lock and unlock ! It’s absurd how much power he still holds over me . Three minutes later, I was still engulfed i...

  ROLLING IN THE DEEP “Okay. Get out! “ “Can we talk? Could you listen to my side of the story please?” “Why should I ?” “For old time-sakes; for us” “Ha! Old times-sakes; us! Baby,  Oh pardon me, INTRUDER! I have no story to be told but I've heard one on you, now I'm gonna make your head burn. No explanation from your floodgate of lies is going to make you win me over . Why should you? When you let me slip out of your fingers like glass on wet hands. I broke! YOU BROKE ME! You do not deserve an ounce of my forgiveness and no amount of penance is going to fix the damage you caused .  Think of me in the depths of your despair. Make a home down there, as mine sure won't be shared with you. Never again! Am I understood?” I said while slamming the door to his face.  I did not care to hear if he understood me or not. I doubt he has ever done that anyway. But at that moment, I needed a minute. A minute to catch my breath. A minute to lower my amour. A minute ...

  HELLO Hello, it's me. The girl who let you get away. The one who promised to stay but didn’t and is now drowned in a plague of regret. I was wondering if after all these years you'd like to meet; to go over everything. They say that time's supposed to heal ya, but I ain't done much healing . Has it to you? Or is the void still there? Wrapped in shiny colors and pigments of happiness that plumbent to emptiness when you are alone at 3am? Hello, can you hear me? I'm in California dreaming about who we used to be when we were younger and free . How every decision was based on flipping a coin and “yes” was our favorite word. When it was you and I against the world even when they batted eyes at us like they did to Bonnie and Clyde. We were each other’s ride or die and we spent every waking moment proving that. Do you remember the movie nights that extended to days and we only left because we run out of food? Or the days we cancelled on our friends just so we could si...

  SEND MY LOVE. Oh Damn! Oh damn! Oh damn! Those are three oh damns! I mean, am I excited about the whole thing? Hell no. Am I slightly impressed about it? Absolutely. Who wouldn’t? Let us be honest here, how many times do you say, “it is not you, its me.” While breaking up? First, I think that line is cliché and people should come up with exciting ways of breaking up. You know, for instance take someone to the gym and say we can’t work out. If she/he isn’t smart enough for that, maybe tell them “Hey babe, it’s time to take our relationship to the previous level.” My personal favorite must be, “I will always cherish my initial misconceptions about you.” But hey, that’s as mean as telling someone to remove L in Lover; it rips the band aid fast and smooth. Isn’t that what we all want? WROOOOOOOOOOOONGGG! It still hurts when the band aid is ripped out; whether it is sugar coated in “it’s not you, its me “ or wrapped in movie references like “we need to cover more ground so we should...