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" Quiet your crying voice lost child.
Let no plea for comfort pass your lips.
You're okay, now.
You're okay, now.
Don't cry anymore, dry your eyes,
Roll the pain away, put it down on the ground and leave it for the birds.
Suffer no more, lost child.
Stand and take the road, move on and seal the hurt behind the miles.
It's not alright, it's not okay.
I know, I know.
The night is long, it's dark and cruel.
I know, I know.
You're not alone. You're not alone.
You are loved. You are held.
Quiet your crying voice, lost child.
You're okay, now.
You're okay, now.
Just hold on, one more day.
Just hold on, one more hour.
Someone will come for you.
Someone will hold you close.
I know, I know.
It's not okay, it's not alright.
But if you just hold on,
One more day, one more hour,.
It will be. It will be. "
― Jasinda Wilder , Falling into You (Falling, #1)
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" You don’t ever really let go, though. You don’t stop. You don’t stop hurting, you don’t stop loving. It doesn’t go away—you just keep living, and eventually shit gets pushed into the background of your life so it’s not consuming you every day. And then one day, you know you’re okay. It still hurts, you still miss that person. And yeah, you forget the details. The way she smelled, the way her mouth tasted, how her skin felt, the sound of her voice. It’s almost like a different life, a different person who loved her, was with her. But on a day-to-day level, you know you’re okay. Sort of.” “And "
― Jasinda Wilder , Falling into You (Falling, #1)