Living becomes impossible


I do know how I live

Living has become impossible

I live like, I have being abandoned

Abandoned of the last rituals

All I want to feel is your presence

staying away is like killing myself

distance is testing the patience

your arrival is like blooming of millions of flowers

your departure is like killing me slowly

being alive away from you is like a suicide

I wish to be murdered in the love life

murdered in the pain of love

if living was impossible,

let me immolate my life.



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