Tell me my dear, can a heart still break once it's stopped beating? - C o r p s e b r i d e
I sit in the tiny corner of my room engulfed and wrapped around in empty darkness with a heavy heart. My heart thumping, beating as I think about the memories of you.I latch onto that hope that someday we will meet again by a very thin string of fate. A string so thin but filled with the greatest hope. Lost lovers bound again but not to meet. A love so faint like the smell of roses after they wither away. Etched into my heart a sweet desire to love again and the voice inside my head telling me otherwise. Afraid of the fact that I'll never again love till this day.
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