All your senses are heightened when you are heartbroken.
You hear things more clearly because it's better than listening to the drum of your heart.
You feel the sun and the air on your skin because you are trying to feel things instead of shutting down.
You smell their perfume everywhere.
You still feel their fingers as though they are knotted trough yours and it makes you cry.
YOU ARE READING
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Poetrythis is the recipe of life said my mother as she held me in her arms as i wept think of those flowers you plant in the garden each year they will teach you that people too must wilt fall root rise in order to bloom - rupi kaur
