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The Girl Who Waited For Her Soulmate.

I'm just an 18yo girl, standing in front of a boy and asking him to love me 'till the end of our life we'll spend together.

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Posted on August 18 2014 by gallifreygirl in Muse, Actualities

Everything is falling appart. My soul is dying and my body is suffering more than ever. We say it's just 2 weeks. It's been only seven hours since we left each other for 2 weeks but it seems like a billion of years. I miss every piece of you. I miss kissing you, and you kissing me this morning to wake me up. It was like a dream. I love everything about you, even our fights, because even if it hurts me, I love you, I trust you, and I know that you don't mean the violence of the words. I know when you say something violently, that's because you're angry but you still love me, and you don't mean to hurt me. I also miss feeling your heartbeat when I stretch out on you. I miss holding you in my arms and the smell of your hair. I miss talking to you and feeling that I'm important for you. I'm afraid that you're ignoring me... again. I trust you in everything, but I know you don't like the distance, and before, you ignored me, and only me, when you where talking to another girl and expecting me not to be jealous... The problem is that I'm supposed to be the girl you love, the most important girl for you, the one you want to spend your life with, and you can't talk more to another girl than me, that's not jealousy, jealousy will be if I'm the girl you talk the most with and don't like you talking to her, but here that's different, 'cause that's unfair, that's not showing you love me. And I'm feeling I'm dying because of all of those things, and because I will not get the attentions I expect from you. Maybe I love you too much... I don't know. I don't know what's about us ? What are we gonna do ? I think we love each other and we really want to spend our life together, but that's not enough, maybe we're in love more than everyone but we're not meant to live together, maybe we're meant to misery. I want to talk to you so badly, but I don't know what about. It's like something is broken, and it hurts us. Before all of this, we could talk every night for hours, now if we talk for five minutes, that's a miracle.

" Can you see that I am needing,

And beggin' for so much more,

Than you could ever have ?

And I don't want you to adore me,

Don't want you to ignore me,

When it pleases you... "

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