This Heart

There was a time when love had filled this heart.  Filled it to the brim.  Those days have long since passed.  Life itself has diminished into a mere spectacle of what once was, what it can never truly be again.  Whole, wholesome, happy.  The darkness lingers like a thick mist that clouds your vision, making it hard to see what is right in front of you.  Enveloping your every breath, creating a shortage in your lungs.  The lackluster look on your face tells your story well, yet you say nothing at all.   Everything I had worked for, hoped for, wanted was so easily lost in a matter of moments.  Gone for good, gone possibly forever.


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