When you are Ripped Apart

IMG_20161016_121906Sometimes we need to move on, we have to gather the shredded parts of our ripped heart and slay out forcing a smile. Always a question surrounds in the mind though; “Why did it ever happen, when it was never meant to be?” but eventually it did, dragging us to move on.

Loss of interest, miserable mornings, vacant trips, empty hearts and lonely us. Still we have to socialize, we have to smile, talk, eat and portray the fine us, the best of us, neglecting what we have gone through.

Sometimes we sit idle revisiting those memories, those touches and talks, promises and laughs and every scent spent together and in between when someone comes and asks us, what are you into?
Whom were you thinking of?

None of it. Nothing.


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