There is a hole in my chest, gaping and bleeding. The ragged wound continues to tear with each small memory tugging at the edges. I meant so much at some point, I have to remember that I used to. My only know how, all that I’m living for…nonexistent? I’m falling apart and the worst thing? This will never change. As the love I feel continues on in ( Read more... )

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