Stuck in limbo, I’m on the edge, wondering how time has flown by. You’re in the full embrace of love, while I watch from the outskirts of a desert. I’m buried in the ashes of a forgotten love. Tears are no longer possible at this point, yet my eyes demand more. I only obsess over the lips that I could still be kissing. Is there ANYONE else around who feels this emptiness? The pain is so deep. No words can describe pain’s atrocities. The warmth and happiness of a dimension that once existed are extinct. They are framed on my wall, never to be looked at again. I should probably rip them down, but I do not have the strength. Maybe… Maybe tomorrow I’ll finally get to it. Do I move forward or simply stay here and listen to my constant sorrow, day in and day out? There are no tears left in me to shed. Perhaps I should run to the store and finally purchase more. One thousand dollars, plus tax. I dig into my pockets and find that I have no more currency to give. You left me stranded, stuck in one place with nothing to my name. No money, no energy, and no tears. I found out the other day that my name is in the dictionary next to the word ‘emptiness’. Empty… Empty is the final state of my heart when it comes to remembering your name. 60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoy3PDSM4dt
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