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My eyes sink slowly into dark circles, receding like the moon from the morning. I find myself wondering how long it will be until they’ve retreated to the back of my skull, turning my world to a blood-washed blackness— inescapable and cold. I’ll miss the color of sunrises and the auburn of your hair… but it seems to matter less each day… I’m already missing the sight of you anyway. I miss sleep. I miss feeling safe. I miss food and the way your lips taste. I miss having hope and believing in us. More than my eyes, I miss feeling like you were someone I could trust. My heart sinks slowly into the caverns of my body, ebbing like the tide from the shore. I catch my breath intermittently, sometimes feel an echo within my hollow ribcage… a small but sharp reminder of the way it was before. I’ll miss the pounding in my chest and the answering rhythm from yours. But I seem to sense it less each night… I’m already missing the cadence of saying you were mine. I miss clarity. I miss feeling sane. I miss laughter and the way you say my name. I miss having dreams and building them with you. More than my heart, I miss feeling like you missed me too.
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Dec 5, 2025
Dec 5, 2025 at 12:15 PM UTC
**** It All Away
My eyes sink slowly into dark circles, receding like the moon from the morning. I find myself wondering how long it will be until they’ve retreated to the back of my skull, turning my world to a blood-washed blackness— inescapable and cold. I’ll miss the color of sunrises and the auburn of your hair… but it seems to matter less each day… I’m already missing the sight of you anyway. I miss sleep. I miss feeling safe. I miss food and the way your lips taste. I miss having hope and believing in us. More than my eyes, I miss feeling like you were someone I could trust. My heart sinks slowly into the caverns of my body, ebbing like the tide from the shore. I catch my breath intermittently, sometimes feel an echo within my hollow ribcage… a small but sharp reminder of the way it was before. I’ll miss the pounding in my chest and the answering rhythm from yours. But I seem to sense it less each night… I’m already missing the cadence of saying you were mine. I miss clarity. I miss feeling sane. I miss laughter and the way you say my name. I miss having dreams and building them with you. More than my heart, I miss feeling like you missed me too.
January 19, 2023
#heartbreak#longing#missyou#sad#broken
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JustMightBeAlyss
36/F/Dark Side of the Moon
Dec 5, 2025
Dec 5, 2025 at 12:15 PM UTC
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