Imagination never ends.

When I’m thinking about you – my brain stops.

It’s irrational to “think” about you, it’s more like “hearting on you.”

I remember all the places we visited together. Keep them in my heart.

It’s just not fair that it seems like you have forgotten them.

Can’t you remember the hill, your car, our tree all the times we laid in our beds together?

My heart seems to cry when you don’t share these imagination with me, even if it’s over.

Imagination never ends.

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Liars.

When someone says “I’m a liar!” Is this sentence also a lie?

Does it mean the opposite of it?

So you cannot admit that you lied, because it would always be a lie?

Empty Books.

An empty book is nothing.

You’ve to fill it.

Fill it with you words.

Fill it with your love.

Fill it with your tears.

Fill it with your hate.

Take your heart into it.

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