Final Embrace

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My Broken Heart

I fell into your arms;
it was the perfect hug
where two bodies
fit like puzzle pieces.

For a moment,
you completed me.

You filled the holes
of my heart,
parts that were missing
when you had
stolen them from me.

You held me tight
for what seemed like hours
until our breathes combined
and I didn’t know where
you ended and I began.

It was the most connected
we’ve ever been.

It was more intimate than
anything done between the sheets
because for the first time
it wasn’t about anything other
than being close.

It wasn’t a casual embrace;
it would the last time
I’d be in your arms
and feel your love.

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