loving you doesn’t feel like love
in my empty bed.
the night’s been cold
since you left.
it doesn’t get warmer
you just get used to it.
you muffle the screams
and swallow the tears
and curse your heart
for believing.
you wonder what love is.
if it is the cavern in your chest
or the echoes of a memory
that completed you
but for a fleeting moment.
you wonder if it was worth it.
the black circles under your eyes.
the lines on your forehead.
the scars on your heart.
the longing in your throat
that makes it hard to swallow.
is that what i get for loving you?
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.
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ayayay...this hits hard and deeply. Another beautiful and sad piece from you, Sara! Again, that imagine is amazing. So evocative...the honey dripping...