My cheeks hurt
The wounds, still fresh
I scribble his name
Until the page tears
My heart aches in pain
But even today it whispers the same
"Forgive" he was not in his senses
And I hate my heart for its unfaithfulness
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Perished till Loved Again!!
PoetryCollection of short poems on love, hate and relationships #Poem : "First Hello" is the winner at Unleash weekly prompt contest : first experience#
