Betrayal is a burning pain for the bonds of love that were made were forgeries and they must be seared in entirety, sealed from my core from this point onward.
I leave the burning pain alone as far as I can, in time it will consume itself and leave me with the task of moving toward happier spaces.
The pain takes over a portion of my brain, as if dealing with it is energy expenditure enough, without the effort of new thoughts. It steals the part of me I most want to share with others, my light and laughter, my generous heart. It is the sort of pain that burns, as if some invisible flame where held against my skin. The emotions of loss are that way, right? Death, abandonment or betrayal, they all lead here.
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