It hurts

Not a fiery kind of pain
Not a fury of tears kind of ache

But a numbing
Empty

Half limbo

Of superficial talk and smiles
Of indicators of love and affection

But raw love- like the thinnest film of a bubble’s separation

weight on our hearts that we cant take hold of

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