My words get too heavy
to be held inside my eyes.
And I'm still hushed
by the weight they have
pushed upon me.
All the while you
adorned in your shell of
concious and false reality
will go on playing the part.
I am lost when I see you
but still in the most
beautifully broken way.
Can you look me in the eyes?
I will tell you then
that you are still
my world of light.
I cannot forget
such a tremendous impact
to my soul.
The heart wasn't meant to.
It was meant to remember,
and cry,
and yearn for what
is lost.
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