The Second I Lost You

The second I lost you, I lost all my words.

What a shame for a word lover to be rid of the ability to word her own thoughts. What a shame for a writer to forget the desire to keep writing.

You were the only thing I wanted to write about. Yours was the only story I ever wanted to be in.

Now that I have no you, I have nothing to say.

No stories come out of me. I’m stuck in the middle of this poor novel I hoped to finish one day, but what’s the point in making progress when my only chance of a happy ending has been long gone

—since the second I lost you.


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