Still Love

Bits of things that pop into this mind.

A painful void.

A lonely hollow.

A deep longing to meet in a dream.

Memories takes over selfishly.

Dictating emotions.

Provoking feeling.

How can this be happening to,

to me?

Her whisper was clear.

She still loves him.

After what continues to feel like an eternity.

Don’t leave, the voice inside her cries softly.

So many words between them.

So many words left unspoken.

The misery. 

Defeat?

Hell no.

She made herself leave.

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