[present day]
It's been hard. It's been so hard getting on without you. Sometimes it's so fucking hard just to get out of bed and face another day because the thought of having to face anything without you is equivalent to driving a blade through my middle. Yet I push on. I still keep going. No matter how painful it is to do it. I grit my teeth and steady on. Of course, I think about giving up. I think about it on a constant, but I'm too much of a coward to let go. Maybe that's a good thing. At least I'm still standing. However on days like this, I seem to have no motivation to live out when this hole in my chest just keeps expanding until there is nothing left of me but masses of flesh sticking to these bones. You have taken all the substance out of me and left me without a home in my body. You've ruined me, through and through, and I admit that I don't quite know if I will ever recover.
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Heartbreak Hotel
RomanceAn ode to my love for you, as a form of validation of everything between us, no matter how brief a time our paths have crossed. ~Till we meet again, my love. {Nothing here is pretty, nothing here is structured. Some are pieces of poetry, others del...
