I was sipping coffee on my balcony,
Suddenly a flashback came to me,
A few months ago in this exact location,
We've had our most memorable conversation,
Even if it was through text,
You can't imagine how happy you made me get,
But now I realize while sitting in this same location,
I'm not feeling an ounce of emotion,
It's like everything including my soul was taken away from me,
I found myself grieving with no tears for a memory,
A Memory of mine where I was still capable of loving,
The times where I can still hear my heart sing,
But now it was only void,
Same thing as before but I could no longer enjoy.
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Dolor: Poetry of the unspoken
PoetryCollection of original poems as a way of expressing the author's unsaid thoughts and emotions. A coping mechanism of regretting the "what if's" and haunting forethought. Note that all the poems published are originally my work. Do not post it in an...
