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119? Hi, i lost someone.  Hi, can you help me find it? Hello i lost somebody can you help me find it? Oh... well i lost someone who i used to call my home . He used to be my source of happiness, the sparks after a long hard day of work, my mood booster to keep me sane, the light between all the shadows.  He used to be so passionate about knowing me, what i like, and what i do. He would chase after me so i would never be lost, He used to love to have me, Even insisted to always be by his side, Day & Night, He is like that lost little puppy who always seek for his owner. Waking the owner with excitement on it face, and Cheer when the owner got home. Appreciate me when i did a great job, Love and care for me when i'm in my insecurity, Being proud of me for being a great woman When i'm sad, he's sad When i'm mad, he's sad But we always work things out because we don't wanna go to bed angry. He put in the effort. Can i still call him my home when he makes me sad

 may i borrow some tissue to wipe up the water around my eyes. oh no it's not tears it's just... emotional water  drowning me under. maybe i will not use tissue now maybe i'll just empty my emotional water until i feel no longer capable of producing another one until i'm blank until i feel fine until i feel numb until i fall asleep cause i'd be too tired to do it again.

 Sometimes i think. Is this the right path? Is it right to go back again? To rekindle with an old flame. Or am i playing with the universe again. Hoping and even begging for us to hold each other again. Even when the universe has spoken before, I didn't listen and still continue my ways. I don't even know if you had brought me more giggle or tears. happy or sad. The pain of not being able to understand and to be understood.  hurts me slowly.

  We're like north and south, Fire and Ice, Our gaps are too big but we never go far from each other. I'm like a fire, strong will, emotional, fierce, and burns everything, while you are an ice, cold, calm, still, emotionless, and steady. When i try to shout, you calm me. When i try to burn, you extinguish me. That difference makes us more distance than with other people, The no similarity makes us more easy to fight over small things. When i want to talk, you prefer to stay quiet. When i want a big expression, you prefer to be cool and calm. But from this, i now learn that love is tolerance. How much can you tolerate your significant others? How understanding are you to him or her? Two strangers met in an specific time and place, and the decide they gonna love each other. That's strange to understand, isn't it? Two strangers who probably have different ideology, different ways on how they brush their teeth, how they sleep, how they apologize, how they clean. And when t