Love
Love. A simple word that is simply the only thing I need.
Every day I crave the sensation of being in love again.
He showed me love for a long time, but time ran out.
There is no perfect way to describe the euphoria that I felt with him.
Now all I need is for that feeling to come back and bring me back to my happiest ways.
The only way to heal the pain is to find a better love than the last.
Once I find that love, I will never need anything else.
It will be the only thing I can't live without.
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