Poison Honey

broken

Oh Sweets how you fill the darkness of my mind. Every other second is a flash to a fragment of a video of us from some memory in the past. I try to hold the joy from all of those moments in my heart until I see you again. The days go by slower and slower, I sleep more and more, I eat less and less, my memory escapes me because you manage to take up every inch of my undivided attention even when you aren’t around and I am wide awake. You intoxicate me as if a memory could have an aroma, as if under a lovely tragic spell, following that thick incomparable scent to the grave.

Poison like honey.

~T.E.

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