"Maybe just maybe we never move on completely.
For a while we make ourselves believe that we shine without them, we are much better with the empty space in our life. We make sure to deny the fastening heartbeats when we see them. We ignore the forming tears in our eyes when the harsh flashbacks corrupt our minds.
Maybe we just make things up,
Maybe we still crave them like before,
Maybe we are still holding on,
Maybe we will never ever forget.
Maybe we try to form words to understand the chaos.
Maybe we just betray the true calls from the heart so that we can survive somehow without them.
Maybe just maybe we still Love them.
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Chaotic Mess.
Poetry"I can't understand the chaos within me," She whispers finally letting the tears roll down, crumbled in her room, curled up in a ball, gasping for breath as she tries to hold herself, as she begs her heart to stop hurting so much. A collection of pr...
