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things i should have told you, but didn’t.

you should have told her,

that she gave you butterflies

and made your palms sweaty

but you didn’t.

you should have told her,

that her voice was the one

you’d hear in a crowded room.

that you wanted to listen to that laugh

for the rest of your life.

but you didn’t.

you should have told her,

that when she kissed your cheek

for the first time, it fixed your

broken heart and reawakened

your soul.

but you didn’t.

you should have told her,

that night you were scared.

that to love her,

would mean

you’d be in ruin.

you couldn’t face what it would mean

if she didn’t love you.

you were scared that eventually after

all this time to listen to your heart

you’d loose her and her love.

but you didn’t.

you should have told her,

outside on that cold january night

that she was worth the risk of heartbreak.

that looking into her eyes hoping

she wouldn’t see past your facade,

that the truth was beating out of your chest.

you should have told her the truth

but you didn’t.

you should have told her,

that if you kissed her it wouldn’t

be a meaningless kiss.

it would always be more than that.

she’d always mean more than that.

but you didn’t.

you should have told her,

you were falling in love

before she fell for

someone else.

but you didn’t.

you should have told her,

that seeing her with someone

else was slowly breaking your heart.

but you didn’t.

you should have told her,

that you could be that

person she wanted.

that you’d love her forever

if she’d let you.

but you didn’t.

you should have told her,

to stay.

that when she left you’d be

missing half of yourself,

you’d only be half whole.

but you didn’t.

i should have told you,

i loved you

but i didn’t.

– things i should have told you, but didn’t.//t.c

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this is my advice, go tell her you love her.

i know you’re in love her, 

and you’re happy. 

and i don’t want to ruin that

because i love you that that’s 

the selfless thing to do.

just to let you be,

and maybe 

let this die

but i need to say it,

if not to you 

for myself 

i’ve loved you for a very long time,

probably longer than i realised.

i just didn’t realise until i was too late,

too late to tell you.

now you’re happy with her,

after thinking you might never find 

happiness.

i wish i could have told you that you 

my love deserved all the happiness in 

the world.

and after everything i’m ready to admit 

that i could have given it to you.

that you could have been happy with me.

if only you knew

how many times 

i should have told you 

i love you.

maybe i should have held 

onto you tighter,

when i had the chance.

maybe i should have done 

a lot of things 

differently with us,

and this wouldn’t have ended with 

a broken heart and these letters of a 

lost love. 

– this is my advice, go tell her now.

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there was never a more of a heartbreaking word than ‘almost’

what if i told you i loved you,

would that have changed anything?

would have it been a different story?

we were this almost,

but it was never enough 

not for them,

not for us.

i almost told you i loved you,

you almost loved me.

i almost believed you, 

you almost stayed.

we were an almost, 

could have been, 

something that never was,

in love. 

– there was never more of a heartbreaking word than ‘almost’. 

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I don’t ever want to lose that one perfect memory of us.

Over the years, the pain, those memories started to fade. I started to heal. My heart didn’t hurt from the thought of you or ache for the sound of your name. I stopped looking for you in the eyes of other people I passed in the street. I moved on with my life, but sometimes when I sat down to write, you always came to my mind, were you happy, did you find somebody else. Did you sometimes still think of me and what we had, what we could have been. Sometimes I hope I’d find you in my words, in our memories. I always wanted to check up on you but I couldn’t bring myself to know if you’d fallen for someone who wasn’t me, and I know what we had happened a long time ago but you my love hold a special place in my heart. I just wanted to remember us, and the way were were all those years ago when we were younger, happier. 

–i don’t ever want to lose that one perfect memory of us.

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my love for you will always be there, you just need to know where to look

Years from now people will read of us. They’ll recall our names in the history books, see the words we spoke and the legacy we became, in those forgotten stories once filled with hope of a new world. 

They’ll know the beasts we slayed, the labours we faced, the wars we fought. But they’ll never know of the love we shared, and they’ll never see the words I longed to stay to you while I still had the time. 

My love you for was scattered through history amongst the stories of the great divinities, demigods and of course the epic tragedies we became. You will always find a part of us there in the forgotten ruins of ancient myths. There was nothing I could do darling, I couldn’t save us from time, from history catching up with us, or changing our story to something that we were not. 

Maybe one day, someday soon, or years down the line we’ll get a peaceful ending, a soft epilogue, a story in which the world knew we had lived.

–my love for you will always be there, you just need to know where to look.

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I’m in love with you, now I’ve said it.

I didn’t say it enough, those three words. 

I never told you how I felt about you, my love. 

I never said: 

i love you.

i’m in love with you.

all i wanted was you.

So I wrote it all down, here in these pages.

Waiting for you to find them.

And god I hope you find them…

one day.

–i’m in love with you, now i’ve said it. 

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my heart still breaks for every story in which we don’t end up together.

I hope there are different universes out there. One’s where I made different choices, chose different paths. Told different stories, that weren’t filled with such heartache. A universe in which I am with you, one where we are together, and we’re happy. One where we haven’t been separated by fate made to walk down different paths, forced into making different choices, choosing other people instead of each other. 

Somewhere I believe that we’re happy, in another universe my darling, another lifetime, a distant story. 

–my heart still breaks for every story in which we don’t end up together. 

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it was just bad timing

I looked at you, and you at me. Our eyes met and I remembered the past that we had, the love we shared. That our story ended years ago now.

I felt like I was back at the beginning of our story, and our story was not bound in dust, forgotten, pushed right back into the bookcase, left to never be open again.

In that moment I wished I could go back in time, back to that moment in which I told you that I hadn’t got the courage you had, to the moment I told you that I did not love you, the moment I broke my heart.

I wish we met five years later, I wish you met me when I knew what I wanted, not when I was eighteen. But I guess some stories are better left untouched, we just had bad timing my love. But my god, if we loved again I swear I’d love you right.

-it was just bad timing

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in another place, in another time what could we have been?

darling there was so many things

i wanted to say to you,

those things i never said when i had the chance.

all the words left unspoken,

all these confessions of a lost love

never to find peace amongst these pages.

nor to find solace in your arms,

or heaven on your lips.

i know we couldn’t be together in this world,

nor at this time

this place.

fate was never on our side.

you belonged to her,

and i would always belong to you

but

we could never belong to each other,

never at the same time.

so i hope

if other universe exist,

somewhere out there

if the fates allow

we chose each other,

and we end up happy.

– in another place, in another time what could we have been?