I’ve felt the ache of longing for a place, no longer in existence 

The echo of that silence haunts like voices down the hall 

The intensity of sorrow, as palpable as burning bridges - an overwhelming sense of scent and smell 

My bitter tears taste of regret, for a moment lost to me in time

As I’m attempting to preserve the memory of when my eyes held you the last time

The Heart Remembers 

Sensory Overload 

I’ve felt the ache of longing for a place, no longer in existence

The echo of that silence haunts like voices down the hall



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