Febah Martin

They say the hardest part about walking away from someone is the part where you realise that, no matter how slowly you go,  they will never run after you. When the one you deeply love hurts you, it forever changes the way you deal with anyone that attempts to get close to you.  I loved you, you know... I really did. I loved you to a point where it completely blinded me... where all I could see, think and feel was you. I loved you with an intensity that defies description. I was inexplicably drawn to you, like a wave to the shore. Yet I never questioned it. It felt completely natural, as if it was predestined by some celestial force beyond my understanding or control. It felt like my entire existence centered around you and was somehow always meant to. I was drawn to you. Not in the way a person is drawn to somebody they admire, but with a deeper force, like a gravitational pull. Being in your presence was like starling into the sun. You overwhelmed me, you dazzled...

Each day as evening starts to set The ache builds in her chest She knows that she must go to bed And try to get some rest She hugs her tearstained pillow close When no one is around And cries for the one she loved and lost And screams without a sound  Others see her in the day And think she's doing well  But everyday as evening sets She enters her own hell Time hasn't healed her pain at all Or quietened her fears So every night, alone in bed She sheds those silent tears.