Do you know...
No... its a stupid question. I shouldn't be asking it. But I can't help asking it too, because I am who I am...
Do you know how much it means to me?
You don't...
You don't...
You don't...
Not because you are not able to understand me, but because you understand me too well.
You don't understand how much it means to me...
I would die for one such word... I would.
I am in tears as I write this... hope no one reads this!
In the long run, I am able to delete important sentences out of life. But I am not able to delete the unimportant ones... like the one I just typed. You don't know how much it means to me...
One word... One word could lead me to unspeakable joy. The same would lead me to unstoppable sorrow.
I am vulnerable. I am weak. I know this. Therefore I am strong. That's my consolation.
But still, you don't know how much it means to me.
Word is life. Word is love. Word is light.
I wish you knew how much it means to me...
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