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1 " I was holding on to hurricane nightsand lit candlesand my acoustic guitarresting in your hands.I was holding onto the sound ofyour voice saying my nameand the peace I feltwith your armsaround me.I was holding onto documentaries in bedand your beautiful eyesclosed as you sangRocket Man and all the songs we never finished.I was holding onto our first text andlast phone call andthe plane ticket you offered but never sent.I was holding on to our first Christmas togetherand the last few Christmas Evesapartand I've been thinking we should be together.we should be kissingeven if there isn't any mistletoebecause if I have you there' no reason to celebrate andfuck, your lips were mine. They were always supposed to be mine.I was holding onto hope and banana pancakes on Sundays. I was holding onto Main Street andsunsets in Jersey.I was holding onto two streetsthat separated us and blizzards that couldn'tkeep us apart.I was holding on to you.I was holding on to us.And it was killing me. "
― Christina Hart , Letting Go Is an Acquired Taste
2 " SHATTERING HEARTS One day I will shatter hearts with all the stones they threw at me. "
3 " To sum it all up,he taught metwo things:I am still notgood enough,and I am toogood for him. "
4 " You were true love andworshipping hands and gratitude in your eyes.You were birthday cardsand presents and surprisesto make me smile. "
5 " I turned too manyshades of bluechoking on all the thingsI wanted to say to you."I thought this was real"must have gone down wrong and"Come back to me"was lost somewherein my windpipe. "
6 " I can still hearyour voicetelling meI wase v e r y t h i n gto you.I wasn't. "
7 " One day I will shatter hearts with all the stones they threw "
8 " To sum it all up, he taught me two things: I am still not good enough, and I am too good for him. "
9 " And all our songsare now justsongsthat remind meof you. "
10 " One dayI will shatter heartswith all the stonesthey threw at me. "
11 " I am learninghow to unfeel all thehands that touched methat were not yours. "
12 " Sometimes I still see you in strangers and I hope youreyes aren't aslovelessas theirs are.I hope yourdreams havebuilt a homefrom your bonesand I hopeit's cozy andunsettlingall at thesame timebecause for some reasonyou are stillsaving a spotfor me. "
13 " It's so much easierbeingalone.I know the waysI can hurt me. "
14 " Do not resuscitate and do not bringflowers to my grave.Let the beauty bebefore the deathof it all.Let it be in knowingwhat we had andwhat we couldhave had againhad one or bothof us not beenso god damn stubborn. "
15 " I am trying to remember the sound of your voiceand it still hurtsbut not in the same wayit used to. "
16 " I can still tastethe sting ofthe last timeyou told methis love wasforever.It wasn't. "
17 " I can still hearthe banging ofthe drumsin my heartas I told youI was donethis timeand you thoughtI was joking.I wasn't. "
18 " Your grip on my wristand your hands in my hair.I am trying to forget.Your hands on my backand my body, shaking,beneath you.I am trying to forget.Your hands.Your hands. Your hands.I am trying to forget.Your mouth on mine and the music that came from it. "
19 " I am trying to remember.Your words. Your words. Your words.You said so many wordsand I am trying to remember them alland I am trying not to forget them alland I am trying to keep them lockedin this place in my chest that used tokeep my heart warm. "
20 " What were we fighting about?I am trying to remember.It was stupid. It was usually stupid, the things we fought about.The things we'd use toget to each other to makeeach other mad so we couldmake up for it later that night. "