Faded affection


You’re a drug that delights my soul and feeds my existence with pure rapture but now your affection is all drowning. I have never felt so frantic until I realized you are slowly vanishing. I write past midnight and every euphoric thought still lingers like it was just a day ago. Tonight, I drink the most expensive wine under the monumental light alone and all in despair.


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