@wqtchmqn: It is a quiet torture to exist as a person divided, leaving half of your soul in the hands of someone who is no longer there to hold it. Every quiet hour is an unbearable aching of pieces trying to reach each other across a distance they can no longer cross proving that the worst kind of grief isn't just losing the person you loved, but living as a shadow of the person you were when you were whole…. #onthisday #fyp #xyzcba #arabicpoetry #englishpoems