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the thing about heartbreak is that it doesn’t really stop hurting. you feel it when you see their face in the halls. you feel it when you find a new lover who treats you right. but they don’t text the same but they don’t talk the same but they don’t feel the same thing happens when you see them for the first time. it’s outside your favorite coffee shop. they’re walking towards you and you keep going. now the coffee is cold and it’s bitter and you can’t drink it. don’t make eye contact don’t make eye contact don’t make i sometimes see his face on the empty milk cartons with “missing” print. i sometimes hear his voice singing the lines to my favorite ********* song. i sometimes feel his touch though i only felt it once against my thumb. warm and light warm and light warm and light only seeps into my cold heart again when i finally sleep. my eyes shut and my breath goes steady like a spring morning. my body and brain relax and forget about the cruel work. you are the forgotten you are the forgotten you are the thing about heartbreak is that it doesn’t really stop hurting.
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Apr 20, 2018
Apr 20, 2018 at 12:39 AM UTC
heartbreak
the thing about heartbreak is that it doesn’t really stop hurting. you feel it when you see their face in the halls. you feel it when you find a new lover who treats you right. but they don’t text the same but they don’t talk the same but they don’t feel the same thing happens when you see them for the first time. it’s outside your favorite coffee shop. they’re walking towards you and you keep going. now the coffee is cold and it’s bitter and you can’t drink it. don’t make eye contact don’t make eye contact don’t make i sometimes see his face on the empty milk cartons with “missing” print. i sometimes hear his voice singing the lines to my favorite ********* song. i sometimes feel his touch though i only felt it once against my thumb. warm and light warm and light warm and light only seeps into my cold heart again when i finally sleep. my eyes shut and my breath goes steady like a spring morning. my body and brain relax and forget about the cruel work. you are the forgotten you are the forgotten you are the thing about heartbreak is that it doesn’t really stop hurting.
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marino
21/Non-binary
Apr 20, 2018
Apr 20, 2018 at 12:39 AM UTC
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