Beauty
- Tabatha Jenkins
- Mar 17, 2017
- 1 min read
Though I may not ever realize the beauty that true suffering is, I will always keep with me the pure bitter sweetness of saying goodbye to your overwhelming presence.
Your love was like a perfume and I wrapped it all around me. Such that, it was a drastic emptiness all around when your love evaporated in the air.
Now the world just feels damp and lonely, and I struggle to find strength in it.
