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You were always the one to awaken me and fill my senses

with joy and passion.

A strong passion

For you and your whereabouts

I wanted to know. I simply just wanted to know. I really did want to know.

Everything about you.

I wanted to feel and caress every inch of your body.

And memorize it.

I wanted to fall asleep by your side.

Every messed up day.



I counted the days, the hours sometimes

Silence replaced excitement,

a ticking clock replaced the silence

and a pounding terrified heart replaced the clock.

And everytime I saw a date, this number tormented me

I felt pain

Real pain,

because it made me remember how it used to be.

How it is not anymore.

July, December, January, February, March, one year ago, two years ago.

Memories within me, deep within me.

It hurt. So much.

Because you destroyed. You broke. You tore apart absolutely everything.

I was free, but fragile.

Falling hard.