To have to say goodbye to someone
That has become more than just
A part
Of who you are,
But someone who has become
The part
Of who you are,
Is surely one of the most non-sensical
Feelings to be felt.
It feels like,
Debilitating pain.
As the unknown invisible structures of
Your heart rapidly
dis---in--te-grate
Into nothingness,
Leaving you to collapse and scatter
As the overpowering gales of life
Continue to blow
Around you.
Which leaves you to feel,
Nothing.
Nothing at all,
Because there is nothing left
to feel…
Nothing left…
to say
No emotion.
No words.
No sense.
Non-sens.e
That is how I feel about never
Seeing you again.
Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 1:55 PM UTC
To have to say goodbye to someone
That has become more than just
A part
Of who you are,
But someone who has become
The part
Of who you are,
Is surely one of the most non-sensical
Feelings to be felt.
It feels like,
Debilitating pain.
As the unknown invisible structures of
Your heart rapidly
dis---in--te-grate
Into nothingness,
Leaving you to collapse and scatter
As the overpowering gales of life
Continue to blow
Around you.
Which leaves you to feel,
Nothing.
Nothing at all,
Because there is nothing left
to feel…
Nothing left…
to say
No emotion.
No words.
No sense.
Non-sens.e
That is how I feel about never
Seeing you again.
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