We once were so close that I could hear your heartbeat.
It sang in my ear as I laid on your chest.
Listening to it filled me with the feeling that I would never be alone again.
How foolish I was to believe such a thing from a heartbeat.
The singing in your chest was only a temporary placebo. A false anecdote for an unforgiving disease.
My disease? Why, it's loneliness. It cannot purely be cured by lying with another.
The only cure for the loneliness I feel deep inside is trust; more specifically, the amount of trust that I put into you.
I was a child then. I am still a child now. Yet I learnt so quickly of my dreaded mistakes.
Perhaps with time I will once again find another placebo.
Another problem to distract me from my own.
Another mistake to outweigh all the others I've made.
Until then, I will cling to you, the worst addiction I have ever had.
An addiction to the one who broke your heart is far worse than any other drug you could ever consume.
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Random Short Glimpses Into My Mind
RandomA collection of short stories, poems, and emotionally charged pieces. Writing has become an outlet for me to express any positive or negative emotion I may feel. If you feel like you're feeling something deep down and want to know if you're the only...
