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An ambitious, paradoxical world we live in - of short attention spans paired with the massive fear of being forgotten too soon.

And then there was the way you cast your gaze, A coldness so chilling that it could cause a fire.

And what part of me will begin To forget you first; the sudden Pains that shoot to my bruised palms As I think of you in the cover of the dark, Or the invisible hand Clutching at my heart, as it knocks against its savage cage, Or my still swollen lips As they remember the touch of your gentle fingertips?

But only when I hear those knocks Accompanied by that question they all ask, Curious about how you are, Does realization dawn with a jolt, You and I don't talk anymore.

Darkness disturbed By the haunting white moonlight Grey half clouds fail to contain The moon's lust for the night.

Grief lets you indulge in it, so that it can feed itself.

How is the duration of a relationship relative to what those involved in it feel?

In that moment, hell may have ascended, Or heaven may have descended only to save me and prove, What I carry is an exaggerated memory of an imagined beautiful love. This love is tainted with treachery; it will be my doom.

I pour blood on my naiveté, your apathy, and your betrayal tonight.

No, I don't miss you... Not in a way that one is missed. But I think of you. Sometimes. In the way that one might think of the summer sunshine On a winter night...

Pretension, dear love, does not buy truth into lies, nor alter its course.

Somewhere between the corner of your eyes and the corner of your lips, my love for you was gone. Was I ready to tell you or was I to leave my deception by the chair for your to discover after I was gone?

Vanity remains a feeble weapon The delusional wearer of it considers herself strong

Your silences remain; they are your biggest mask.