By Farah
Submitted by twisted_lie
Date: 2015 Aug 29
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Of all the languages I'll never understand,  this will be it.
When we died, a piece of me died too. I promised you I'd try but nothing and no one is worth the effort anymore. These sacred words were only meant for you. When it all came to an end, no new language spoke to my heart. The words come out but they lacked meaning. Seven,eight,nine and an eternity. You were the language I loved the most eventhough we spoke different languagesbut we never needed an interpreter.
When you spoke,your words moved me and If love was a person,it would definitely be you.