Still a bit of your warmth,
in my arms;

Still a bit of your taste,
in my lips;

Still a bit of your shadow,
I always see;

Still a bit of that voice,
I yearn to hear;

Still a bit of that scent,
on our bed.

Spinning like circus,
Creating a ruckus..

Inside my head -
Like billows.
Inside my heart -
You've sent to gallows.

Every broken vow,
Every ruined oath,
Every shattered promise,

Scattered like broken glass -

On every nook...

On every corner...

On every space...

All Alone.

Restless,

in agony,

in misery,

in pain...

With all these crumpled papers,
That used to be your loveletters.

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A/N:

Inspired from the The Book, Dying Inside written by my dearest and sweetest friend poornilove . ❤️
Thank you so much!

To my little goblin sister by blood, IfiamKawaii.

To ThereseG14 (Bianca), who want me dead. She posed a threat against me recently. (😂😂😂)