She cried.. never said a word. I looked into her eyes and gave her what she needed, when she never said a thing. I told her of my misery, and we listened to radio head. I gave her things I've never given anyone before and she just cried all the more. We just met. No more than an hour before, but her and my shared tears told a another story, one of many lifetimes without meeting. But tonight defied the past, and tonight we cried together, two strangers, two hearts that needed one another in their darkest hour.
How did we find one another through all the noise and sorrow of this madness of life? No explanations matter, or fit adequately. Our hearts found one another like magnets in the cold dark of infinite space. They clamped together as if they were guided missiles made to collide. Your tears told all and my weeping could not be put to sleep so we parted before things got too deep. But I can still feel you feeling me, and I know you can still feel me
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As someone who once let someone else go to who I loved deeply, please move on once you’re ready. Clasping onto it will only make claw marks appear but it won’t bring it back, wishing you all the best and hoping I can save you slightly more heartache, take care
