Feelings of Lost Love The darkness grows within me It has no color, black is not an option If it were black, something would be there But here, within me, there is nothing Just the emptiness Growing I feel it consuming me How much is enough Will it never end or will it go on forever until nothing of me is left except the memory of you of what was A bright spec of light lost in the vast darkness I look up into the night sky at other bright specs and wonder at the many who have been here before me
Reason for writing:
A love that died before it had a chance to reach full
bloom, and the despair which followed.
Birth sign: Not entered
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