She cannot just wake up to the sunrise's kiss Without the burden of his absence next to her She cannot stare in the eyes of the mirror Without it reminding her of the flaws he always loved She cannot move on When all roads leading forward, have street signs with his name on them
She just cannot entangle the web of emotions he has woven into her When his touch alone seems to detangle them, Like Rapunzel's brush to her untamed mane
She just cannot seem to grasp sensible thoughts When his presence holds her prisoner and a slave to all his wishes She cannot help but feel okay with This, Him, Them
— Nanda Regine
From "Inside Her Roses"
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