Leave this one blank

My heart burns with the acid I left waiting on the table.

The sun could not burn threw my arms, not even for the life of me.

Sometimes we choose to leave the ones we love so quietly.

Does it get better? Can I ever fight this urge?

With a black cloud so far above me, each time it grows worse.

And the worst part is you truly loved me.

But when you can't bare to move your sleeves high enough to show the truth.

Are you really very lovely? or easy to get use to?

You see its easy to bottle it up inside and paint a smile as a disguise. 

Because when your only emotion is the air that comes into your lungs.

How do you ever feel love?

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Heartbreak hollows out existence, sometimes hurting beyond description. Emotional abandonment is an open wound.