if I ever feel it again #flashfiction

I didn’t feel anything when he left. I took all the energy I would’ve had and lost myself in all the things I loved before he came into my life, as if I hadn’t changed in the last two years. And it was somewhere around the third week that I realized with each person that leaves, a part of me dies. And someday there will only be flesh and bone that’s left, but even that was never mine.

And I wonder if I’ll ever feel it again.

4 Comments

  1. Woodsy says:

    I love that you write what you stand in, what you feel, what your heart aches for, without trying to re-weave it into a life lesson.
    I live that you write what it is and dive into it….
    letting your voyage speak for itself.
    Very affecting… deeply evocative.
    Kìnda cool.

    Like

  2. Carol Anne says:

    Hugs, ❤ ❤

    Like

  3. KK says:

    A beautiful poem

    Like

    1. Lauren says:

      Thank you!

      Liked by 1 person

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