I wrote this a few months ago. Life has calmed since then, for which my heart is thankful.
There's a kind of sadness
That no one understands.
There's a type of loneliness
That's heavier than all of sinking sands
It leaves us paralyzed at night
To wish and wonder of feeling right.
It's easy to write
About broken love.
But they don't know
What's it like
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