For when love slips away and becomes a distant memory, it becomes an endless torture of having to remember. The pain of remembrance. Moments that were once real, feelings that were once real; Now just remnants in your mind. Forced to play over and over in your head until the end of time, enchanting you with the promise of bittersweet happiness, close but yet so out of reach. A mirage caused by your emotions, just an illusion at a reality that wont ever be; one that is no longer there. A reality that once was, but now is gone. Long gone. Your voice, your laugh, your scent, your touch. Your love. All gone. Condemned to be just more memories. Subconscious desires that we refuse to acknowledge, but yet ones that we refuse to let go. Fragments to a puzzle that you can never solve. You sit and study these memories, trying to find the missing piece, trying to see where you went wrong. If our love was once a puzzle, now the missing piece is you.
Posted on: Wed, 15 Oct 2014 05:58:04 +0000
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