They say distance makes the heart grow fonder

I don't know about that

Distance is torture

Or maybe it's not

I don't know what to believe

But I do believe that believing

is both stupid and beautiful 

love like shattering crystals

icicles of piercing pain, blood shed

Insanely empty

come back. rush

the floor ,

encompassed by my average heart

Stepped and trampled on

soaked and trembling in red

If I saw you again, I'd probably go crazy

mumbling love

uttering 

...

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