Losing myself; the true me (ellsbells27)

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Losing myself; the true me


- A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life.

(Prologue, 7) Romeo and Juliet -


Today she ran away

out the door and out of the canal of my love.

My emotions keep on digressing from

her.

Understandably she's been ripped from the womb of my life

Pride converts any sobs;

weakness it not a characteristic my mind will allow this body to possess.

Everyone seems fine,

sister, brother, brother, sister:

they're fine,

they tell themselves as they apply fake smiles to every aspect of their day.

I'm not fine, I'm no okay,

but you won't see me looking any other way.

I'll wait until the days no longer seem bearable.


I've never experienced the grievance of a death that has not yet occurred, but the moment

I felt the non-existent pulse in your wrist .

I knew, that your true intentions had

been announced and my feelings

had suffocated your lungs from

re-uttering the

those three syllables.


I couldn't help myself but visiting your hospital bed every single hour of every single day, I continued our conversations and

awaited your response. I could feel

my insides decompose as

you lay unconsciously

before me.


Mi amore, please awaken. You hate it

when I oversleep and I feel like a hypocrite

for asking this but:

destiny wants you

back, she told me herself.

Can you try and believe

my lies, because

I'm not sure I do

anymore.

I never really did.

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