My Lips Hurt Not Being Kissed

I remain silent though my heart is weeping. I exist - impassively and automatically. I’m a machine – indifferent, hardly functioning. Yet I breathe. It can’t be true. It can’t be possible. I always shuddered to think of your departure. Nothing lasts forever .Yes, I should know this. Who’s to blame? I try to find an answer. I was ready for anything except for the dry tears... I try to find myself in the new reality. There is no hope to change the course of events. Sometime my days won’t be so sad and empty, But now I am in pain. But now my heart laments. I hide my despair from you and people, I am full of memories I can’t resist. Sometime everything will be clear and simple, But now my lips hurt not being kissed...