Blind Surrender

It shattered her heart;
it killed her soul
to walk out the door
and not look back.
And all the while, remembering the firsts:
their first kiss...
his first whisper on her skin...
their first touch...
the first time she made love to him.
Each and ever memory was imprinted on her heart...
and in her soul.
She would never be the same as she was before,
and she didn't want to be.


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