All over again

You´ve never been sad

Until sad is all you can feel,

Until sadness takes your sleep away

And you feel yourself dissolve

Into a pool of sweat and fear

Too weak to let go

Too tired to keep going.

 

That kind of sadness

Is a special kind of hell-

Only known to the ones of us

Who feel with every inch of our skin.

 

It´s only when you´ve mourned the loss of love

On your own or in the arms of others,

That you can fully understand

How lucky you are to fall in love again.

 

April, 2016

 

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