I’ve finished them all… over you… the letters… the words… the screams… the tears… the sleepless nights… the torturing thoughts… the blinding memories… I can no longer smell the scents of flowers, see the beauty in sunrises… I can no longer smile back at a baby… I can no longer feel cold or pain… or the warmth of the sun on my skin… I’ve finished all the truths in my life… over you… all the genuine happiness…all the disturbing confusions.
and all my choices were you.
written : 26.02.2011
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