I almost boiled, and you almost evaporated.
Slowly , on your own, you vanished into the thin air making it a bit thick. I tried to hold those vanishing droplets of love, but failed brutally. You vanished so perfectly that my body became numb, my bones stopped making red. I tried. Hard. I was boiling , trying to catch your vapour of lies, I vanished so fast into the thin air , lost. You were slow yet so perfect to break one's heart , I was fast to believe you didn't. You were just holding a layer of love , I was holding the whole of it.
Oh ! I almost boiled , and you almost evaporated.
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Kintsukuroi
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