Sometimes
I just wanna break something.
Break some things, break some ties...break the spirit !
But the only thing getting broken is my heart.
There I was, putting my heart on the line, feelings on the table.
I had been sad for such a long time, that his presence felt like a fresh summer breeze...or better yet a cleansing hurricane; wiping away all the remains of what was, and replacing it with the foundation of what is.
There I was...
But here I am.
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