The anger I harbored against you now seems insignificant, a trivial clash lost in the haze of our shared foolishness. We transformed from bitter rivals to cherished friends, and your smiles became my sweetest addiction, one I believed you shared with me.
I never anticipated the sting of your words, so harsh and swift, aimed directly at my heart. Yet, despite everything, I welcomed you with open arms, hoping that you would stay with me forever.
I remember the smirks and whispers that followed us, the way our feelings grew deeper with each passing moment. I thought you felt this intensity as I did, that our connection was mutual and profound.
But I was wrong. I was alone in my depth of emotion, and my world collapsed as I watched you easily cast aside our shared moments. You claimed you needed space, a resolution, but it was my heart that shattered under the weight of your indifference.
Witnessing you love someone else was a torment too excruciating to bear. The pain of seeing you move on was an endless ache, a wound that time alone could never heal.
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Silent ruins
Poetry"Silent Ruins" is a poignant reflection on lost love, likening a once-vibrant relationship to abandoned, decaying structures. The poem captures the desolate beauty of emotional remnants, where memories linger like echoes in the emptiness. Through it...
