Getting a heart break is never the worst part - it's what comes thereafter what kills you. Choking back sobs - crying on the bathroom floor - feeling their arms around your reflection but not seeing anyone holding you. Memories lingering in the collection, yet none is strong enough to set you free. Asking yourself if there's an end to such cruel confusion - for you never wished for such delusion. Hoping for a day you'll say their name out loud without feeling like a part of you is missing. Hoping for the day when you don’t have to lock yourself up to avoid meeting people but because being by yourself is enough!
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