I am writer,
I’m good at tearing pages, wrinkle them and throw them in the garbage bin,
Because I’m on the quest for new ideas.
I cannot do that with the page about us, it still lies in front of me,
You left, swiftly moving away from the cool scripts we planned together.
I feel the tattoo of your goodbye, I think it will never fade.
I wish someone had written a guide of how to “Un-break your heart”
I would have bought it from Amazon in a heartbeat,
I would have had it by tomorrow and maybe then….
Maybe then I would have learned what to do with the love that is still within me.
I am missing you,
How will stop framing my dreams with you?
But some say that hearts always hurt while they are learning,
I’m learning that love or loss of it forces us to rethink all sorts of things,
And that you cannot clear your feelings like they’re some sort of fever.
I know that for a while I will travel like a tipsy in the night,
But I also know that soon, I will get to build me up again.
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