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Honest Confession

I'll not hesitate in telling you that...
I need you
I need you in all the weak moments of mine,
To be there with me
Just to be there with me...
And my only weak moments are the ones when you are not there.

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  1. oh yes, I know how that feels. Just when you need someone, they disappear, at all other times, they are around. Sigh.

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  2. Yes, it takes strength to say " I need you "

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  3. It takes a lot of guts to confess self weakness and to say that "I need you, right now". I do.

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  4. So true.. But why does it become so hard for the person to tell this to her..

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  5. truly honest! wish i cud make such confession 2...

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  6. And I am confused when I am with you...
    I find peace when I'm confused

    Nice words.

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  7. Once again, very touching and true-sometimes it is better to accept your weakness and urge him/her to become your strength, rather than keeping mum and feeling torn from inside, with each passing day.

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  8. I'll be there with You... I'll never leave you alone... Believe in me.. I know You do.

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  9. "i need u" lovely!!!!
    at times we need him/her to be our pillar of strength when we are falling apart. and don't we actually want them to just read our eyes rather having to confess!!!

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  10. Confessions are meant for the ears of God ... not mortals... who are themselves struggling to become even human...

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  11. so true. so simple, so straight-from-the-heart.

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  12. Your Heart Speaks ,as its heard ,another needs you

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