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I Want Myself Back

ｋａｄａｌ

ｋａｄａｌ

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Sometimes, I wish the sky of my memories would clear, even just for a while. Because these days, under the endless rain of your memories, I feel like I am slowly losing myself.
Once, your love was a gentle rain that brought peace and warmth to my heart. But today, that same rain has turned into a storm strong enough to pull me out by my roots. Every drop still carries your scent, your voice, and everything that once felt like home. And every time it rains, it is a little piece of me that gets washed away.
I want myself back…
The person I was before I knew you.
The person who belonged only to me.
So, with a heart that hurts just saying these words, let me ask you one last thing…
If you could stop raining over me…
if you could quietly step out of the sky of my life and never come back…
maybe, just maybe, I could finally find my way back to myself.
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ｋａｄａｌ said:
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Sometimes, I wish the sky of my memories would clear, even just for a while. Because these days, under the endless rain of your memories, I feel like I am slowly losing myself.
Once, your love was a gentle rain that brought peace and warmth to my heart. But today, that same rain has turned into a storm strong enough to pull me out by my roots. Every drop still carries your scent, your voice, and everything that once felt like home. And every time it rains, it is a little piece of me that gets washed away.
I want myself back…
The person I was before I knew you.
The person who belonged only to me.
So, with a heart that hurts just saying these words, let me ask you one last thing…
If you could stop raining over me…
if you could quietly step out of the sky of my life and never come back…
maybe, just maybe, I could finally find my way back to myself.
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Wanting your own self back after losing pieces of your soul in someone's memory... such a powerful expression of healing. "
 
cheetra said:
If its not stopping to rain, at least get an umbrella or something.

Read my comment again. Its not that simple.
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Yeah... It's hard to understand. Please arrange a tuition for me to understand your comments... :)

You can't find an umbrella for a rain that falls on the inside. And just like trees that continue to drip long after the sky clears, some memories just take their own sweet time to finally stop falling.
 
For a metaphorical rain, that is a metaphorical umbrella. Some take shelter in worship, some travel, some find a goal in life, and some go see a psychologist. No matter what you choose, it is always to protect and heal yourself.
 
ｋａｄａｌ said:
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Sometimes, I wish the sky of my memories would clear, even just for a while. Because these days, under the endless rain of your memories, I feel like I am slowly losing myself.
Once, your love was a gentle rain that brought peace and warmth to my heart. But today, that same rain has turned into a storm strong enough to pull me out by my roots. Every drop still carries your scent, your voice, and everything that once felt like home. And every time it rains, it is a little piece of me that gets washed away.
I want myself back…
The person I was before I knew you.
The person who belonged only to me.
So, with a heart that hurts just saying these words, let me ask you one last thing…
If you could stop raining over me…
if you could quietly step out of the sky of my life and never come back…
maybe, just maybe, I could finally find my way back to myself.
.
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Beautifully written
 
ｋａｄａｌ said:
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Sometimes, I wish the sky of my memories would clear, even just for a while. Because these days, under the endless rain of your memories, I feel like I am slowly losing myself.
Once, your love was a gentle rain that brought peace and warmth to my heart. But today, that same rain has turned into a storm strong enough to pull me out by my roots. Every drop still carries your scent, your voice, and everything that once felt like home. And every time it rains, it is a little piece of me that gets washed away.
I want myself back…
The person I was before I knew you.
The person who belonged only to me.
So, with a heart that hurts just saying these words, let me ask you one last thing…
If you could stop raining over me…
if you could quietly step out of the sky of my life and never come back…
maybe, just maybe, I could finally find my way back to myself.
.
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Need to focus on something else if you dont want the memories to keep pouring on you. The art of letting go is also beautiful…
 
ｋａｄａｌ said:
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Sometimes, I wish the sky of my memories would clear, even just for a while. Because these days, under the endless rain of your memories, I feel like I am slowly losing myself.
Once, your love was a gentle rain that brought peace and warmth to my heart. But today, that same rain has turned into a storm strong enough to pull me out by my roots. Every drop still carries your scent, your voice, and everything that once felt like home. And every time it rains, it is a little piece of me that gets washed away.
I want myself back…
The person I was before I knew you.
The person who belonged only to me.
So, with a heart that hurts just saying these words, let me ask you one last thing…
If you could stop raining over me…
if you could quietly step out of the sky of my life and never come back…
maybe, just maybe, I could finally find my way back to myself.
.
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It is very deeply written... Heartbreaking but so beautifully expressed Hope you find your peace soon...
 
ｋａｄａｌ said:
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Sometimes, I wish the sky of my memories would clear, even just for a while. Because these days, under the endless rain of your memories, I feel like I am slowly losing myself.
Once, your love was a gentle rain that brought peace and warmth to my heart. But today, that same rain has turned into a storm strong enough to pull me out by my roots. Every drop still carries your scent, your voice, and everything that once felt like home. And every time it rains, it is a little piece of me that gets washed away.
I want myself back…
The person I was before I knew you.
The person who belonged only to me.
So, with a heart that hurts just saying these words, let me ask you one last thing…
If you could stop raining over me…
if you could quietly step out of the sky of my life and never come back…
maybe, just maybe, I could finally find my way back to myself.
.
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Rain stops
Storms pass
Memories fade
Life goes on!
 
ｋａｄａｌ said:
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Sometimes, I wish the sky of my memories would clear, even just for a while. Because these days, under the endless rain of your memories, I feel like I am slowly losing myself.
Once, your love was a gentle rain that brought peace and warmth to my heart. But today, that same rain has turned into a storm strong enough to pull me out by my roots. Every drop still carries your scent, your voice, and everything that once felt like home. And every time it rains, it is a little piece of me that gets washed away.
I want myself back…
The person I was before I knew you.
The person who belonged only to me.
So, with a heart that hurts just saying these words, let me ask you one last thing…
If you could stop raining over me…
if you could quietly step out of the sky of my life and never come back…
maybe, just maybe, I could finally find my way back to myself.
.
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Looks like someone needs a memory detox....
Maybe clear the sky first and keep the umbrella ready. ️ ☔
 
ｋａｄａｌ said:
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Sometimes, I wish the sky of my memories would clear, even just for a while. Because these days, under the endless rain of your memories, I feel like I am slowly losing myself.
Once, your love was a gentle rain that brought peace and warmth to my heart. But today, that same rain has turned into a storm strong enough to pull me out by my roots. Every drop still carries your scent, your voice, and everything that once felt like home. And every time it rains, it is a little piece of me that gets washed away.
I want myself back…
The person I was before I knew you.
The person who belonged only to me.
So, with a heart that hurts just saying these words, let me ask you one last thing…
If you could stop raining over me…
if you could quietly step out of the sky of my life and never come back…
maybe, just maybe, I could finally find my way back to myself.
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When the memories of love turn from a shelter into a storm, the yearning to reclaim oneself becomes the greatest truth.
 
cheetra said:
For a metaphorical rain, that is a metaphorical umbrella. Some take shelter in worship, some travel, some find a goal in life, and some go see a psychologist. No matter what you choose, it is always to protect and heal yourself.
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Hmm... Suggest me what will be best option for me...? :)
 
ｋａｄａｌ said:
Hmm... Suggest me what will be best option for me...? :)
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I don't know you well to suggest what you should do incase you are stuck, neither am i a professional. So sorry can't help in that.
Personally for me its a road trip of a week and come back to work and just don't think of anything besides work..
 
ｋａｄａｌ said:
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Sometimes, I wish the sky of my memories would clear, even just for a while. Because these days, under the endless rain of your memories, I feel like I am slowly losing myself.
Once, your love was a gentle rain that brought peace and warmth to my heart. But today, that same rain has turned into a storm strong enough to pull me out by my roots. Every drop still carries your scent, your voice, and everything that once felt like home. And every time it rains, it is a little piece of me that gets washed away.
I want myself back…
The person I was before I knew you.
The person who belonged only to me.
So, with a heart that hurts just saying these words, let me ask you one last thing…
If you could stop raining over me…
if you could quietly step out of the sky of my life and never come back…
maybe, just maybe, I could finally find my way back to myself.
.
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You were never the storm.. just caught in the rain. Let it pass, and find yourself again.
 
ｋａｄａｌ said:
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Sometimes, I wish the sky of my memories would clear, even just for a while. Because these days, under the endless rain of your memories, I feel like I am slowly losing myself.
Once, your love was a gentle rain that brought peace and warmth to my heart. But today, that same rain has turned into a storm strong enough to pull me out by my roots. Every drop still carries your scent, your voice, and everything that once felt like home. And every time it rains, it is a little piece of me that gets washed away.
I want myself back…
The person I was before I knew you.
The person who belonged only to me.
So, with a heart that hurts just saying these words, let me ask you one last thing…
If you could stop raining over me…
if you could quietly step out of the sky of my life and never come back…
maybe, just maybe, I could finally find my way back to myself.
.
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Once chain smoker asked Doctor I cant leave smoking . Dr. said , you are holding the pillar. Just spread your both hands and you are free from holding pillar. :smoking:
 
cheetra said:
I don't know you well to suggest what you should do incase you are stuck, neither am i a professional. So sorry can't help in that.
Personally for me its a road trip of a week and come back to work and just don't think of anything besides work..
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Then you need to explore me more and suggest... I can happily wait... :)
 
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