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Did you have to do that Tear at my heart the way you did Was it easy for you Squeezing it tighter Ripping it apart Piece by piece

Mental pain is less dramatic than physical pain, but it is more common and also more hard to bear. The frequent attempt to conceal mental pain increases the burden: it is easier to say My tooth is aching than to say My heart is broken.

He told me that he loved me, but it hurt. I knew he would never love me like he loved her. I knew he’d never see me in that light, the light I wanted him so desperately to see me in, the one I shone on myself, begging him to please notice me. Begging him to see my beauty, and my wit. Begging him to think my jokes are as funny as I try to make them. Begging for him to look at me a little longer, a little harder, so he could see all that I am. So he could see all that I could give to him. Begging for him to one day come to his senses and realize that all along I was the one he needed.

He told me that he loved me, but it hurt. I knew he would never love me like he loved her. I knew he’d never see me in that light, the light I wanted him so desperately to see me in, the one I shone on myself, begging him to please notice me. Begging him to see my beauty, and my wit. Begging him to think my jokes are as funny as I try to make them. Begging for him to look at me a little longer, a little harder, so he could see all that I am. So he could see all that I could give to him. Begging for him to one day come to his senses and realize that all along I was the one he needed.

If your hate could be turned into electricity, it would light up the whole world.

The earth shattered, the sky opened. The rain was fire but we were wooden.

I know all stars are born from explosions; from cosmic bursts and screaming pain. I also know all stars are meant to fall, meant to collapse, to die. But I can assure you that I am no star. My light will last an eternity, a fire so brilliant it blinds those who dare to stare. Do not mistake me for a star.

You’re beautiful and sad…Just like your eyes. You’re like a song that I heard when I was a little kid but forgot I knew until I heard it again.