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أحقًا نسيت اللقاء الاخير؟
أحقًا نسيت اللقاء…؟
أكان الهوى حلم صيف قصير
خبا في جليد الشتاء؟

‏"أنتَ المُغِيثُ لِمَنْ مَاتَتْ عزائِمهُ
أنتَ الرَّحِيمُ بِمَنْ قَدْ هَدّهُ التَّعبُ".

You can never teach your heart to be okay with saying goodbye. Losing them will make you cry-sometimes for weeks at a stretch. It will make you lose a little faith in love and people. But losing them shouldn't make you give up on the magic of healing. Of letting hope re-enter your heart. Of wanting to be okay again. Of learning to live without them and smiling just the way you used to with them and before them. They'll always matter to you, but you matter the most.

You're at the airport, hugging them goodbye. You knew it would hurt, but it hurt a lot less when you had imagined it. Each step is taking them away from you. You've left your fragrance in the scarf they're wearing. In their hands, which you wouldn't be holding for a long, long time. Behind their ear, where you blew them kisses. In that blue shirt they wore way too often because you loved it. There's so much of you they're taking away with them, but you cannot go with them. You want them to stay, but you feel like a bird with feet wrapped in wires. There's more sadness in you than in the morning paper. You love them too much to not let them grow.

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Even in another life
I don't want you anymore.

Can’t wait to save the things That we’ve broken

This is my last goodbye
To our good memories and our bad
To our inside jokes and the one we never quite got
And to all what-ifs we had and all the plans we had.

In the end , you dont always end up with the people u love , you end up with the one's who choose to stay
Love alone isn't always enough
real connection is about more than just emotion.

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Do not speak as loud as my heart