The unabashed hatred flung form emerald eyes fuel the splintering of the soul
The sensation of reality becoming a stark grey void of all feeling except that raw tangible ache that starts in the center of your chest and radiates throughout your body as you feel its intensity rise while energies spew forth from your mortal body painting an abstract depiction of what you see.
How is it that you can only truthfully hate those that you once loved?
The sound of his gait echoes hatred filling the hallway where once love resonated
As you see him move towards you like a tidal wave of cruelty the flood gate open and a rush of memories spew forth dissolving the present as your mind is embraced with the memories of salty kisses, moans of passion, and the comfort of a lovers touch.
How is it a face that was once so beautiful personify absolute malice?
The resolution to end what was once perceived as the only constant in life deadens the heart
That stillness that enters the bones, making everything numb as nature simultaneously loses it vibrancy while your mind begins to process the stark reality of the violent crescendo that caused everything to change as your heart grapples to regain footing in the crevices of you spirit.
How can one man simply walk away unashamed and never looking back?
Stark cold reality slowly like the turning of winter to spring begins to thaw the inner working of the heart
What once was perceived as a never-ending cycle of loss, pain, and apathy slowly see the emergence of self, like tiny sprouting plants pieces of you begin to push through the icy dirt moving towards the promise of warmth and the kisses of spring rain
No more questions, only the embrace of self, unadulterated and magnificent self
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