I find happiness in sorrow,
Pleasure in pain.
Love in hate,
Sunshine in rain.
Every tick has its tock,
Every good has its bye.
From one extremity to the next
Its what makes us feel alive.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
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I know how lost you feel. How you think no one understands, nobody gets it like you do. Not a single person knows how physically sick the pain makes you. That you wince with every heartbeat. Like you're fighting against yourself just to deny reality. There is no cure for this other than time and you better embrace every minute of it. Because before you know it, it might all be gone.