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The Reality of Love


I was overwhelmed by the reality of it all.

His raspy voice yelling at me in such a way I’ve never heard before.

The intimidation of him was gone.

I was just as irate as he was.

I couldn’t believe that after all we have been through it ends like this.

I was frivolous to him and he let me know it.

I crooned to myself trying to find a way out of the pain.

But, all I found was complete desolation.

I clenched my heart to try to find a way out of this massive black hole.

However, the hole just grew larger day after day.

I found myself in my room often, just sitting there idly.

My world was becoming iridescent, colors changing from light shades of reds and oranges to dark purples and blacks.

All I wanted was his ample amount of love.

Something that I would never have.

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jpjellie8
<p>I have no filter when it comes to my thoughts about rough relationships.&nbsp;</p>

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