Empty

I have loved a love that I knew was never going to work.
It was like the uncorking of a bottle of delicious champagne.
Expecting the pop and spray.
The equivalent of exploding stars in a single bottle.
The idea. The dream. Is better than the reality.
Instead there was nothing.
There is nothing.
But it did leave something.
A sad empty heart.

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