Pretend there was nothing there, that you and She both felt nothing. That no one was falling, especially you.
Remember, she's just filler. An unexpectedly delicacy for someone searching for just anything to refill what was taken.
Turn off that light, the one that was falling in love. Pretend it didn't exist. For surely it is gone now. Forget she poured all her soul into yours; and that your soul reached desperately for hers. Forget it all.
Leave her behind, remember she was a hinderance to your goal and progress, even though she believes in you with all of her. Forget her tears and your ache as you walked away. She told you to. She said to go, so you could have all you searched for. Breaking herself to set you free. The love was gone or burried anyway. The beauty tarnished with goodbyes and the quiet silence as you pretended it no longer was something pure and true.
She reaches for you. You intermittently quench her thirst for your affections, your affirmations. Like a salve to ease the burns on her soul.
Think long, think deep, feel. Was she real to you?? Can you live without that kind of love, that devotion, that adoration. Can you live knowing that gift is rare? And was squandered?
Squandered by so many. Taken for granted, or completely unnoticed. Devotion pure, forgiving, foolish.
Beautiful in its own way. Replicated by none. And sadly, oh so sadly, love like that is not revoked, it lingers with Orion, waiting for you to open your eyes, see its strength, it's beauty, it's constant willingness to protect the precious gift of love. Of eyes turned brown to hazel, from blue to green, to kisses that stop the world and tears that silently fall; and sacrifices made.
She doesn't have that off switch. She just breathes deep, pockets her heartache and smiles sadly as the time ticks on, quietly alone, even when in a crowd.
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