Written by Jacob Ibrag
‘I’ll bring my heart,
you just bring that smile,’
he whispered as he guided
her hand towards his four
chambers. ‘And what if I
break you into a million
pieces?’ Retracting away
from him, she closes her
eyes and turns the other
way. ‘How could that ever
be true if the only time
I feel whole is when I’m
standing next to you?’


That’s beautiful. But there isn’t a smiley for the noise you make when recognition and admiration combine.
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Beautiful.
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I’m thinking of Sartre’s NO EXIT. Hell is other people.
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Really love that quote, feeding into each other’s perceptions.
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Wow! This is really beautiful!
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So very beautiful!!
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I like it!
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Thanks Amber 🙂
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Beautiful words 🙂
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‘How could that ever
be true if the only time
I feel whole is when I’m
standing next to you?’
Beautifully written, I know how helpless that feels. Lovely piece.
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Thank you 🙂
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