knocking the air out of my lungs

A Heartbreak didn’t feel like something breaking inside of me

It’s was more like a constant aching

In my chest arrows pierced through

And because I am human, I learn to outlive the hurting to even find the humor in it…and if I can’t laugh at my loss,  I try to find the lesson I ought to learn from it… until suddenly I’m hit again with a wave of nostalgia… heartbreak with time turns into a beautiful sunset, knocking the air out of my lungs… then I wonder why we make things so complicated… 

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