She drank water and flinched
As its taste -she had long forgotten-
Became foreign on her lips
And burned its way down her throat
As she now breathed the alcohol
Prisoner of its numbness
For she desperately tried to forget
He who had for so long
Been the reason of her breathing.
-and left her with empty lungs and a broken heart.
-drink my darling. Drink until he becomes nothing but memories, until you find another reason to live. To breathe
~Nour Ibrahim
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Lost thoughts
PoetryThat's the unfortunate reality Of star crossed lovers, No happy fairytale endings, More like Romeo and Juliette their love kills, When they don't acknowledge each other's feelings. -Nour Ibrahim-
