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I looked into the mirror, blinking a few times I examined my face. I looked disgusting, I felt disgusting. I'd do anything not to have this feeling anymore. I needed something, anything, I'd tried everything to compensate for this now empty feeling inside of me.
The need for her consumed me. I started imagining what life would be like without her. I felt the ghost of her lips touch mine, it's like I could still hear her laughter in my head. It slowly faded and was replaced by a heavy weight in my heart. I buried my head in my hands and let the feelings I couldn't put into words roll down my cheek.
YOU ARE READING
Letters never sent
PoetryWords I simply couldn't find the courage to say feelings tucked away never to see the light of day.
