When hurt turns red and a piece of your heart is missing. When the cold bites deep and you’ve got that feeling like you just got out of surgery. When the only way to stay sane is to concentrate on anything else but how you feel. When you count the tiles in the ceiling. When you push the earphones closer. When the first day of winter arrives. When you remember every nuance of every word of every time. When all this happens. Monday, April 7, 2008
The Red
When hurt turns red and a piece of your heart is missing. When the cold bites deep and you’ve got that feeling like you just got out of surgery. When the only way to stay sane is to concentrate on anything else but how you feel. When you count the tiles in the ceiling. When you push the earphones closer. When the first day of winter arrives. When you remember every nuance of every word of every time. When all this happens. 
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This helps me get through the horrible days.
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I've just snapped like a pretzel.
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Thank you. Thank you for the reminder. You are truly a blessing. And this is exactly where I am in my life. I've just recently learned to cry. And have learned so much from the tears. Thank you again.
Love is so mysterious... I wonder what other surprises love will present throughout my life.
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