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 When love dies......
Posted by Wednesday, February 02, 2005 1:42 AM with 0 notes | add more notes

I had never experienced a death before, I had always thought I lived in the land of the living, until that day I looked into your eyes, so full of pain and so empty. How could I have missed it. There were no red lights that went off, no warning signs that I could recall, and yet I knew that love had passed away without my even giving it a proper burial. The outer shell was left where it once lived. When did it happen I wondered? Was it over a period of days, months, or years. Was I so caught up in the myth of having a relationship that I didn't notice hands once so warm, were now touched by a winter chill. Eyes that once beheld me in beauty, were now void of expression. I know that there is nothing left for us. When love dies there is just an empty shell....and some how we go on...we carry that corpse....unwilling to let go....unwilling to believe it's over!