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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