Once I my heart was trashed by you, I have been scared to get attached again. I fear every woman I let get the least bit close is going to break my heart again. Someday I’ll heal, but meanwhile I live in the dead zone of broken hearts with memories of you. G.S.

The hours turned to days,
days to weeks,
and weeks to months.
Nothing has changed.
I’m still in love
and
you’re still gone.
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