Prose #5
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Until when will i be happy? How could you hurt me so dearly? To see your eyes twinkle in the delight just the sight of her blissful smile, I died a million times of shards you pricked my heart.
For I can no longer feel, nor I can no longer hear; The beating of my heart weakens, breath starts to end. It was a pleasure, to love you, to hold you, to be with you, even in the shortest time around
I can see you but I can never have you. Till my last breath, I died with a heartache once again.
—𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞
