The Revival [Poetry] [Completed]

66. It hurts.

I pictures you saying
so many things to me,
which I so want you to,
in reality; when you don't,
it hurts.
I picture us doing
so many things,
which I so want us to,
in reality; when we don't
and act as complete strangers,
it hurts.

Author's note:
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~Shasha