The excruciatingly dull ache in my chest<\/p>\n
The feeling in my gut like a potato filled sac<\/p>\n
Sleepless nights, tear filled eyes, blind rage<\/p>\n
Hatred and love intertwined and unwound<\/p>\n
Utter confusion. Despair<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
And when all these unfathomably uncontrollable emotions had had their course,<\/p>\n
Time after time after night after night unto bleak, empty days that rolled by<\/p>\n
The stark emptiness<\/p>\n
Loneliness and longing<\/p>\n
I just wanted it back<\/p>\n
All of it<\/p>\n
Every single detail of masked happiness and desire without truth<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I hated my new reality and I blamed you<\/p>\n
I blamed ME, I blamed humanity yet no aspect of human nature could explain…<\/p>\n
I. Wanted. It. To. Make. Sense<\/p>\n
Needed it to make sense. Someway. Anyway.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
But it never would so,<\/p>\n
I…I picked up the zillion shards of my fragile, barely beating heart; what was left of it<\/p>\n
Threw them out the window, all but one<\/p>\n
And as I watched them fall to the ground,<\/p>\n
Some blown away by the wind, carried by the current of the ocean and into the dark unknown<\/p>\n
I felt in my palm, the last beat of the last living shard<\/p>\n
The ebbing away of its life<\/p>\n
The death of a broken heart<\/p>\n
The beginning of the end of always and forever<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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