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My Soul Hurts
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My Soul Hurts

Poem By SarahJane Platt

My Soul Hurts

He used to be my soulmate, my one and only.
We laughed in sync; we were the pieces to a two-piece puzzle.
We sat in silence together, just being Us.
There was no need for words, we Knew each other,
So completely;
So perfectly.
It's different now; as though something is lost through having gained.
We laugh still, we are happy, we talk and share and love, but yet...my soul hurts.
He is no longer my everything and I am no longer his.
We are more, yet I am somehow less.
Less seen, less known, less wanted.
My soul cries out silently for what it has lost; the wound still raw and ragged.
I know it will heal as all wounds do, but as yet...my soul hurts.

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