That sudden loss and silence after a triumph.
There comes this time again. When you long for a rub in your back, for a hug to your ached soul. It breaks you heart knowing the person who asked you to stay, leaves. The person who didn't wanna lose you, wanders. The person who held your hands the tightest, lets go. The person who told you he loved you, loves someone else. Has been and will always be.
I am aching.
I thought I'd recovered. Turns out I haven't.
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