People talk about their heart
Aching for someone.
It's not my heart that aches
It's my skin
To feel him against me--curled around me.
That's what hurts the most
Like phantom pain
After an amputation
As I wake in the morning
I can feel him there
Feel him beside me
Feel him inside me
And then I open my eyes
And the sense of loss is so overwhelming
I start off each day with that kind of pain
And yet, I survive
Saturday, October 01, 2011
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Very nice... Grabs ya by the heart and makes one yearn for more.
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