The loneliest feeling in the world

She wanted my love, she didn’t want me. For a while, for a very long while, she walked in the same direction I did. Our love never had the grandeur I supposed it had. Her only crime was that, long before I did, she knew our love wouldn’t last. In hindsight, her moves clearly conveyed a person desperately wanting out but didn’t know how. She must have died a thousand deaths before she could muster up the courage to tell me the truth. Having sympathy for those that hurt you is the loneliest feeling in the world.

The loneliest feeling in the world She wanted my love, she didn't want me. For a while, for a very long while, she walked in the same direction I did. Our love never had the grandeur I supposed it had. Her only crime was that, long before I did, she knew our love wouldn't last. In hindsight, her moves clearly conveyed a person desperately wanting out but didn't know how. She must have died a thousand deaths before she could muster up the courage to tell me the truth. Having sympathy for those that hurt you is the loneliest feeling in the world.

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Published by Khadim Zaman

I am science fiction author and poet from Amsterdam. It took me a while to discover I liked to write. Now I am hooked. Help me get the word out. Leave me a review on Amazon.com. And subscribe to my email list. Thank you.

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