with all my might,
all my power,
strengths and weaknesses alike,
she makes me feel alive,
even though she is so far away,
my heart still feel like it has wings,
trying to force me,
to spread my wings and take flight,
from my pit of sorrow instead of escaping,
it seems all i need to do is dig to hers,
and my wings will take shape allowing me to fly from these depths,
and carry her home with me,
if only this were an easy task,
if only it were as simple as that,
but on my dig i ran into a large boulder,
i cannot tell its height,
nor its width,
but it is there,
if only i could tear my way straight through it
club of broken hearts
for people who had their hearts broken. you can make new friends, talk to other people and hang out.
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