my heart was crushed when you mentioned her name
and that moment, how I felt was truly a shame
I thought I was done, or maybe had pulled through
but this beating organ seems clueless, still seeking for you
my mind knew all, my heart knew naught
my mind had stopped loving you a lot
it was always the greatest battle:
what you know, and what you feel
but to say that I'm not hurting,
how could I keep it real?
you are happy with her as she was with you
i regretted nothing, i swear
maybe i was just sad, or pensive or wistful
but the pain in my heart is too heavy to bear
maybe i'm just so used into thinking
that we'd end up together
whatever happens, no matter the weather
but the flower we had planted
had started to wither
maybe we are just not
each other's forever
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Chained
PoetryI asked you if you love me. You widened the space between your thumb and your index finger, saying, "this much" And then I asked you if you love her. Your silence made me realize that both hands weren't long enough Completed.
