Heart wrenched painfully in my chest,
Hot salty tears rolled down my cheeks,
All of a sudden,
The air in my lungs stuck in my chest
As I struggled to breathe.
The first name I thought of
To find when I am in my greatest despair
Is you.
You are my cure,
My cure to this incurable disease.
The disease which is called "heartbreak".
The problem is
You left.
You left me to struggle.
You left me to my own pain and darkness.
When you left,
I thought you will return.
Return for me,
Return back for my damaged heart.
Who knows?
That you return just to destroy what is left of me.
That you wanted revenge.
That you wanted all of me gone.
Tears.
Screams.
Gasps.
Pain.
Heartbroken.
You left me when you are the cure.
You left me when I need you the most.
YOU ARE READING
12a.m. thoughts | poems ✔
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