It has finally died
and left a hollow center
of what used to be.

no explanations as to why
no excuses as for when

It's gone
can only mourn
its unnatural death

it's gone

I love you, I still do. But I can't have you...

n,mn,bnmn,mhfghfytfvgbhfgdfdgjk

exactly.

In medical terms, a “relapse” happens when you think you’ve suffered through the worst of an illness and feel like you’re on the road to recovery, until bam!—out of the blue, your symptoms return, sending you back to bed with a box of Kleenex.

-From a recent article on MSN talking about non-medical relapses...

If I had a pot and ingredients to add.
I would add a thing or two
Maybe attempt to scoop some out that is already in.

A little of this a little of that.
But after it all,
What would I have made?

I think I know what I want...
but when I get a taste
Will I be satisfied?

:-) Chinese dinner...

"hate" is such a strong word...