"The pain makes you blind. Intense physical pain just close your senses. Feel nothing but pain. And when your soul hurts, causes a physical impression. Suddenly, your chest is incredibly tight and breathing becomes a deadly effort. Nothing can distract from pain "(thanks to petiiit for the inspiration)
can not breathe. The pieces of your broken heart are stuck and it's as if someone was asfixiándote with a pillow in the middle of the night. And you blind. You can not see. And you know what pain is, because only the blind in this way, where everything is black. Because if your eyes solo were closed by the impact, you would see light through the eyelids. And your other senses are intensified. And you can not forget.
And I'm feeling even when you're here. I feel your fingers on my forearm, leaving a mark. I feel your dry lips touching my ear lobe. I feel your hand fits perfectly in the bottom of my back where it belongs. I feel your nose through my neck, drawing lines where I burn fuel. And I will burn happily.
oliéndoteAnd even when you're still here. Deodorant everyday. The colony to special daycial. A cigarette. A strong drink alcohol. Your hot breath on the back of my neck, trying to get my attention. And I'm still breathing. It hurts. But without your breath fill my lungs are not fully anymore.
And I hear you even when you're here. Your sighs of frustration. And your footsteps silent in the halls. When you change your place. When you fix the wrinkles in your pants. The sound made by your kisses on my cheeks. And no one can hear what I hear. And I can not hear anything else. I keep smacking
And if you're not here. The cappuchino taste on your tongue. Q Vodkaue never know me well. The time I tasted your lips to see if they knew so well as they did (and knew better.)
Every sound and every detail etched in my mind. Thanks for the love, I knew that could love me this way. Thanks for the pain, so I'll always remember the sweetest way. In the most bitter. Xoxo
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