Cry

Finally
I cried

After holding back so many days, it finally came pouring out.

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Vulnerable.
Sadness engulfed me.

*

The only medicine to this was that I kept on working.

Moving.
Walking.
Thinking.

*

Wait!

Thinking?!
It only makes me think of You so much more.

Nothing penetrates my brain now.

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It hurts me.
It breaks me.
It destroys me.

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Empty.


A hollow shell.
Working but not concentrating.

A blank pair of eyes.
Staring but not recording.

A broken heart.
Beating but not feeling.