Just sometime ago, we can't stop thinking about each other. And at night, you managed to sneak your way into my dreams. I call it entwining; when two souls are entwined with each other, braided to never part.
We used to be that inseparable.
But now, we're complete strangers.
It's as if we didn't know each other in the first place, not a single moment of close proximity.
And I hate myself so much for still loving you. It was a child's play, it shouldn't mean anything more. But it did.
Now, I can't bring myself to look at you. Not even a glance. Because once I do, I'll be a goner. There'll be no turning back again.
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The Hollow Shell ✔️
Poetry"Those empty eyes you have. That hollow heart you hold. Sometimes I wonder, If you have ever loved me at all." -Empty
