I have loved someone, only for a short time. A short time in matters of the heart is endless. The worse thing about loving someone, Is when they are gone The love and heartache remain. It feels endless even though I know, it’s not.
When you lose a friend it is unbearable. Friendships take pieces of you. So it’s like losing a part of you. Especially when you feel isolated. Alone. Unworthy of friendship or love.
I am dark and twisty on the inside.
I am a crumbling monolith
I Am nothingness
I am heartache
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