all is well darling
he still loves yousometimes heartbreak lasts forever
when he relapses he grows distant
this doesn't mean he doesn't love you anymorehe's afraid of showing affection because
once you lose the one you thought you would be with forever
it takes a lifetime to regain the warmth for another soul
his has been dead for so long
as if one tiny ember slowly burning outbut when you touched him
the embers got hotter and hotter
enough to spark and start a flamenow the ember grows but needs more oxygen to keep it alive
he needs you darling
everything's okay
c.r.
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Melancholy ~ poems by Possessive Princess
Poetrymel.an.chol.y ˈmelənˌkälē/ noun a feeling of pensive sadness, typically with no obvious cause.