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You were my bittersweet hopelessness, the sourly saccharine satisfaction of freedom after heartbreak.

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For me, they wear the faces of all those I love and care for.

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Blessings are hard, and blessings hurt.

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I was the darkness you thought you needed until you realized that you didn’t.

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Don’t block your blessings.

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Sometimes lost love is a reminder. Of who we are. Of our worth.

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Maybe if I realize that losing you was not of God, and not meant to break me, but to build me, I can decide to let you go happily, knowing that where I go next will be where I need to be.

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With God, I can cling to happiness and not be scared that it’s going to be taken away from me. I don’t have to look at happiness as something temporary, something that comes rarely, something that I’m afraid to embrace.