I stopped wanting you.
I stopped believing in you.
You became a piece of memory to be forgotten.
You transformed into a figment of imagination.
You turned into a dust floating in the air.
You became nothing to me.
Then,
things started to become dreary.
Darkness blanketed the horizon.
The air seemed to send quivers.
The night was endless.
Devouring my heart.
Frightening.
Tormenting.
White.
Gray.
Black.
Rumbling thunder.
Roaring.
Deafening.
Then,
silence.
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