In the end all I came away with is a
shoebox full of things that will forever serve as reminders of
what is no longer mine and a couple of cracked ribs where my
heart tried to escape the tempest unfolding
inside.
Gone again. That was always the answer for
where you were. Gone again. That was always going to be the
answer for where you were in proximity to where I was. Not here
with me anymore. Always just gone
again.
Loveis
an increase of dopamine in
your brain stimulating pleasant
feelings. It is abiological
evolution to ensure the
continuation of our race. And
I'll be damned if it's
not the most beautiful pain
I've ever felt.