Matters of the heart.

The only thing left echoing in my now hallow heart is the aching pain I revisit that my once old self felt. That of course, accompanied with low somber sobs of my tears . A reverberating sound, one close to that of which my heart makes as it beats. Reminiscent to the sound that a clock makes  when it ticks, symbolic of the time spent invested in you. I now realized sometimes things hurt less when we walk away and cut our losses. Because the chance that this loss will later be considered a gain is worth the risk.

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