It Hits You
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Sometimes you reminisce things and you could smile thinking about it.
Sometimes, some other awful nights, it hits you. And it hits you hard.
You lie down in bed thinking you could fall asleep after turning off your phone. Then you find yourself staring into space, in the dark, and it hits you so hard to the point you could barely control your breathing.
You remember him. You remember his words. You remember those conversations you two share. You remember all the good times and you remember all the bad times. You remember the pain. You remember the sleepless nights. You remember places. You remember everything.
The next thing you know you're already crying and your hand is clutching against your chest as if you could soothe the heart that is in pain.
But you can't do anything. You cry. You cry. And you cry. Because when it hits you, it hurts you.
YOU ARE READING
Midnight Thoughts ✔
Poetry"Writing can heal us too." ㅡ Midnight Thoughts is a collection of poems, real life conversations, fictional stuff, unsent letters, and most importantly, thoughts. This is for the ones who haveㅡ ...had their hearts broken. ...gone through bad breakup...
