Rains in my heart;
The swells leaking through expanded window sills
Reprieve, cold
and the Maldigest of sorrow,
Another sort of disease.
A pain and malady
Unattended to.
The longing I have can be met by no
Other,
Other than you.
Invisible Love,
ripped out of me,
My fiery heart,
Bleeding and streaming
Through your fingers bare.
Taken with you into another life.
Left hollow here,
To serve the others.
Left null of reciprocity.
Void,
In the echos of our lingering impressions,
Waking from dreams
Where we must leave one another again.
Waking without you.
Waking to this life, the other side,
Instead.
Maybe one day,
this will all just be
A bad dream, we can wake from.
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