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Hearts break, you can pick up the pieces and start over again,
but a soul that has been engulfed in the fire of passion, and desire, turns to ash, and blows away with the wind. Leaving a desolate emptiness in the pit of your stomach, wanting nothing more than to feel the warmth of another being.
The lonely ache of lost love awakens
imagination beyond the point of no return, Pondering the idea of old acquaintances, remembering the embrace of those you held the closest in your mind.
Constantly playing tricks on yourself, attempting to visualize your lips softly crashing upon the one you miss the most.
Surrounded by silence, and consumed by the
heavy beating of your fragile heart.
So afraid to be alone, you subconsciously push away all the good things in your life, sitting in a dark room, the chill air climbing up your skin, the gentle tickle of the rising goosebumps, pushing emotionless memories into your head, recalling a time when you felt wanted.
Flipping through days like pages in an old book, trying to remember what love feels like, trying figure out what love even is, if it exists, if it doesn't...just trying to remember the comfort of your closest companion, trying to remember a time when you were wanted,..but wanted for nothing more than who you truly are....
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