Damn, it hurts so bad...

He said, forget about her.
She was an illusion.
You cant build love like that.
But then what is it that I feel.
Why does it burn so much.
My blistering heart was torn asunder.
It was full of love. Love doesn't spill. It evaporates.
It needs a place to be kept. It must be shared, yes.
But like a gas, if your heart full of love breaks, love escapes.
I still love her, somehow.
Is it my fault?
Was distance a wall too high to climb?
Did I put her through horrible suffering?
Was I selfish? Perhaps. And maybe this is the price to pay.
A broken heart. Shattered in pieces.
Shattered in pieces so small that they run through my fingers like sand.
Wet sand as my tears fall. I don't want to feel.
I want to fool myself for a while.
Maybe I was fooling myself all along.
But I don't want to hurt anymore.

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