Dull ache My friend, You did not leave me long. What would I do Without your constant Presence Companionship Love? The thud Not irritant But safe, For you remind me To breathe even though It’s so hard to recall how. Unlike a knife You are not sharp And only caress me with sorrow. Pining away - Inane, senseless. Only young and almost naïve, I would never presume, Hope, Believe, That wishes and regret Would mend What cannot be mended. So you, Dull ache, You keep me sane. Do you enjoy your seat? You fill the nothing Where my love Crashed. Can you feel it burn?
Reason for writing:
Sometimes you think you're over someone, and then, well, you just aren't. Just my thoughts on it. Comments and constructive criticism VERY welcome! Em x
Birth sign: Capricorn
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