First you see it, then you hear it, then you feel it.
The subtle disconnection in her eye.
The lustful fire you can’t believe is gone.
The falling out of love that’s in her voice.
The sound suppression system dissipates the force.
Resounding hate-you-toos destroying everything you were.
The shockwave that can shake your every cell.
The rocketing heartache you’ll never dispel.
Searing in the flame trench in the crush of gravity.
You see her thrust toward nothingness as shuttle engines burn.
You feel your inner hollowness do nothing else but yearn.
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