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How can emptiness be so heavy ~ Six Word Story

This hollow feeling in the chest that creeps in is daunting. When all the love you have for a person slowly drips out, that feeling is anything but horrible. You know, the kind of feeling when everything around you is like a dark hole where you see nothing but darkness. You feel like you’re trapped in a cube with no activity tunnelling through your nervous system. I hate this feeling, because it’s the end of the love you had for someone. Soon they will become just a memory, some parts of which you’ll remember but most you’ll omit. 

You'll forget how they made you feel and how you felt when you held them. You'll forget all the smiles they bought and you'll forget the tears too. Only the last moments will linger but only till you find a new love. Another home will then be built over the ashes of the old. 

However, the intensity of the way you love lessons with each breakup, soon you love the new person in a different way. They say each heartbreak changes you and it restructures you. The empty feeling you have now will be refilled or maybe not but you know time has come to close a chapter, even though you keep wishing against odds and yet you lost your heart again. 

The journey ends here, paths separate, you tear away the remnants of love that still linger or you begin to bury it deep into the subconscious. This vacated feeling is like the full grown tree waiting to blossom but never did. This hollow feeling, I hate it.