Drops of cold sweat,
Rushing down my soft cheek,
Landing on my shivering lips,
Startling me awake.
Heavy profuse beat of the heart,
Pounding each vine of my vein,
Twitching every inch of my dermis.
Staggering each step I take.
Every tick of the time,
Seems decade in stretch,
Sluggishly dampens the motion,
Zeal of life in lethargic.
It is an epidemic of the heart,
It is a plague in the soul,
It is a pestilence of the mind,
It is a melancholic infection.
Scourging,
Deteriorating,
Rusting,
Corroding
My existence,
My presence,
My being.
Merely, because you were not here with me
Just because you were not here anymore
Austerely as I am all alone
When I thought you will be with me forever.
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