We only say goodbye in words

I really don't know " How to move on"...
Getting over people, ahh... I never learnt that...
Every single person, I met, has a set and very precious place in my life...
I do not know how to ask them to leave...
But.
Now.
I can't live like this always.
I have to think for a way.
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YOU! Yes you... My Masochist... Don't you think...not even in your dreams that I will spare you just because I love you... Just because I am in love with you... the love you do not even have believe on? do not trust me... not with your life... not with your heart... not with your smile... not with your emotions... not with your fears... not with your sorrow, silence, success....
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For me Love is worship... and so you are my God...
But.
I now know, for you Love is just a matter of timing....
No...
Not at all...
I am not angry on you...
Not because I do not want to be
But I can't be...
Helpless.
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But you do not worry....

Or

Actually you should be worry...

" I am learning the art of saying Goodbye.... be wary... someday I will gather enough courage to just quietly collect myself and leave without a trace... I promise it will be like I never existed.... I will wipe out every memory... even the ones tattooed on the walls of your heart....the ones inter-wind with your dreams... the ones dissolved in all your blood...."
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I  practice day in and day out, mentally stressing over words--
"I HATE YOU!"
while knowing very well, when we meet, all I will be able to utter would sound like...
Hate You, I?
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You know what...
saying things like it makes me feel like the every moment I spent with you is a grain of sands falls in a sand - clock...
I think because somewhere I know I won't have any life after you...
I will live a life of Ghost...
I know I won't be able to say goodbye...
and even, ever, I would say that...
Then also...

I know somewhere...

We Only Say Goodbye in Words...