When you meet someone
You will slowly become attached to them
Stitches called love will slowly bound you to them
And eventually the idea of life without them
It's impossible to imagine
Your days and nights will mend together
Because when you're with them
It feels as though time stops
And when they speak
Their voice isolates your anxiety
And slays even your worse fears
But when they begin to pull away
The stitches will hold you to them
And beg them to stay
And as the stitches begin to break
The Demons you tried so hard to hide
Will escape and destroy everything you used to be
And when that persons gone there will be a hole left in you that wasn't there before
Because when they left they took a piece of you
But do not falter or try to hide your pain
Befriend it.
And when the hole begins to close
The healing process will begin
You must not attach yourself to another soul
Because if you allow new stitches to form
The next time they leave you will be left with even more of you gone
And eventually
Everything you are will cease to exist.
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Cold comfort
PoetryA series of poems written by me, and I promise you, you won't be disappointed.