At last, it has come to an end. The pain within. The haunting torture. They all stopped. You can take your breathe again. She's off of you. Her marks have been erased from your soul. Your thoughts doesn't star with her name. The only thing you think of when you remember her is your past. You don't even remember how you loved her. Her chapter has ended. Her story with you has ended. But that isn't the end of you. You'll love again. You'll feel again. You'll be miserable again. A never ending cycle. We just can't get enough of it. But what is "it"? It's when someone loves you more than you love yourself. It's when someone gives you your daily dose of happiness that no one else has the recipie for. It's when someone values you over anything in life, in that period of time. Cause it's volatile. Temporary. Sums it all up. Relationship? Broke up. Engagement? Ruined. Married? Divorced. Married again?Passed away. But it doesn't matter, you'll just keep holding onto it for as long as you can. Hold it too tight and it'll slip away. Hold it too loose and it'll slip away; A bar of soap basically. We either get bored or get too latched onto it. But wait, to whom do you owe this grand gratitude for releasing you from your own prison? Yourself? No, you would've done it earlier. Your friends? No, millions of times have came out with failure whenever they tried. So someone new? No, maybe someone from before. From your past. They returned, to rescue you from this endless misery. And how? You don't know, they just did it. And do you love them? Maybe, how else could they have done it. And how to thank them? You don't know, but you know something far more vital than that. This isn't a dream, not like the others. They'll wake up to your text as yours truly and find themselves in heaven. You'll find yourself in heaven. Together. And you'll be far better than the ones who preceded and will proceed you. This is a new dawn, and you want to wake up to be theirs everyday from this day. And them waking up being yours. Yes, you do love them, and you're grateful, but you sense this never ending cycle will just repeat itself again.
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PoetryPour your emotions into something instead of someone. You'll find something to relate to and have relief in here. Afterall, all shattered hearts are the same. Grief has come to an end, thoughts has come to an end.
