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I love these lines. Okay, that at least they did not end up confused and give me a fucking apology that I can get by ...

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sense you ever stop short time, a moment of eternity?

not hear the background music. You do not feel people around you. Not hear the cars. You do not feel the rush. Do not know if it's cold or heat. Do not know if you're all imagining, if the product of a bad dream. At that time, there is a break with reality around you and perceive only the finding of a single violent event that caused the miracle to control time:

Something about you has been shattered. So sharp is the feeling that only later, much later, your mind reacts.

cry. Hate. Amas. You question your own existence.

During the nights not sleeping, just toying with the same thing: That when arrested, marking the beginning of a new life.

you But something is broken in pieces.

During the day, breathe, staring at one point, unable to pay attention to your surroundings.

The background music you still hear it. People do not feel. Neither the rush. Do not remember why you wherever you're going. No part of you remember what you lost. Or how much you have been, because it was not yours, and how much you miss it, because it was. Because you have broken.

As at the time of rupture.

not have tears, you spent all the first night. That first night, the first night of the rest of your life, you threw up because the body rejected automatically any foreign element that entered the body. Your reality was still stopped before that moment. The reality is still alive your body and head. It was happiness, it was usual and it was all perfect.

not accept that your future is so. Unhappy, new, imperfect.

No, not true, just accept it, but has paid a terrible price.

Because something is broken. And you too.

managed to put back with the passage of time ... months ... years ... pieces that you could be recovering with other magical moments, other taps of happiness that will never be the same. Side effects that never warn Your joy will never be the same.

Because what you imagined your future perfect, as it was before the devastating moment, as it was before the holiday break. This is an alternate reality, one which only imagine the way or even live in a dream. Not even you would have more laps.

Except for the fact that it is the future you are living in reality. And it's heartbreaking.

And in time ... months ... years ... 've pieced together what you broke. The hitting has carefully reconstructed for a long time, all the parts that broke, numerous, tiny, and you've been looking for, recovering.

Some pieces can never be replaced because you lost forever and finding nothing that you fit into their black holes, empty: Time soothes the wounds, but still leaves marks and scars.

Other holes have filled with the memories of the alternate future that you lost in the breakup. All the scenes in your life, your future, just as you had planned, as it must have been. And the scars are opened, and the gaps are not filled with facts, but impossible.

And I dread to think about it. And think how wonderful it would have been your life, if it had never occurred that shattering moment. The fact that you broke inside the rupture.

Life is what happens to you when you're by tending to make other plans.

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By: Dubhesigrid

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I do not think that the scars left me frazzled.

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