An Offer of What Remains…

In those grotesque moments when your mind is ablaze and swirling in a firestorm unleashed by matters of the heart

Your heart that was once protected in her hands has been broken into millions of disintegrated pieces and being boiled by the acid in your stomach

Your words have retreated to their origins and abandoned your interests of expressing yourself to the one who holds the key to your joy, in a manner worthy of her understanding

The only thing that remains, is a simple gesture, to reach out to her and hope that she responds in kind


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