Tuesday, October 11, 2016

♫...The shadow in the background of the morgue...♫

I miss you today.
So much that I see your face whenever I close my eyes.
This always happens.
I convince myself that I'm finally fine, that I don't miss you being in my life.
Then, I talk to you...I see your face...
...and for days afterwards every cell in my body misses you.
Then the rebuilding process starts again.
I know you're not good for me.
I know I'm better off.
I have been happy.
I still feel how deeply you hurt me.
None of it makes a bit of difference at this moment.
I hate that my heart still looks at you, and sees home.


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