Pain might be simplified as a mere physical response to something hurting us from the exterior, yet it has deeper levels.
Curiously, most of the pain we receive, regarding the amplitude, is the one we don't see.
The one that leaves scars deep in our bones, carvings of a moment's passing.
The suffering of longing must be the most desperate one and, romanticizing it, I'm going to only touch one subject within.
Longing for a dear one.
Sometimes, thousands and thousands of steps separate us from the arms we want to be in and that's just the result of fate.
Sometimes we can't choose.
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Letters to the unknown
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