He walked towards her
With a mysterious look..
This look held so much
But she is incapable of reading
He kept coming
She kept failing to read
He stopped
She couldn't breathe
He looked away
Her heart slowly decays
Slowly it sinks in
She's not his
Nor
Is he hersHe backs away
This painful look
He had a word written on his face
Insecurity
Their biggest enemy
She was once under it's foot
Now
He lays under insecurityHeartache
Stress
Tiredness
Pain
Heartache
That's their cycleHe is no longer mysterious to her
But his pain is mysterious to himHow
How can it be that the prince of love
Is now a slave to insecurity and pain
Once love held so much
Now
It means so littleThe story behind it is lost
Fake stories ariseLove
Value
Worth
Meaning
Lost in a battle.
A battle uncalled for
A battle unannouncedHe walked away..
He is no longer mysterious to her.They both carried what they call
A broken heart, with a smile

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PuisiRandom Poems Written at random hours All poems written by Mercia Jorge.. The first part is a short story, then the rest of the book is poems.. If you have questions, you may message me, but please let it be valid ... A few poems have swear words...