My Heart Aches, II.
Image Source. https://www.pexels.com/photo/man-sitting-on-bench-1666779/ **There's not enough ink** **in this world and the world unknown** **to describe how much my heart hurts** **how much I long for you.** **Every day, I stare at the empty space** **that your things used to occupy,** **memories flood in, tears flood my face.** **Our pictures still live on my phone.** **I peek at the window every morning** **hoping to hear you call my name** **like you used to but that never happened.** **How could you have left us like that?** **Does it not hurt you too?** **Am I the only one who feels the pain?** **This heart torture, I hope it ends.** **I hope my heart can be set free completely...** **Diary of a broken lady.** This Post First Appeared Here. https://hive.blog/hive-148441/@olawalium/my-heart-aches-ii Thank you for your time. My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease. Still me, My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer. Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.
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