Poems

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I remember the last moments we spent together,

I was taking pictures of the sky while we talked about things, things that didn't really matter in that moment, but somehow matter now,

And a few moments later, the laughter turned to tears when you stood up and walked away, and you didn't look back to the ghost of the person whose chest was torn apart with every step that you took,

I sat and waited for you even after I was sure you weren't coming back, because with us, it was always like that, we always came back to each other eventually but you didn't, that day, or the day after that.

You threw our memories at my face and told me to find other people,

So I did, find other people, that apparently made me feel a lot better than you did, but then you came back after seeing me laugh at the top of my lungs and hiding my pain,

But what you don't know is that you came back to a heart what had been stepped over and broken into a million of tiny pieces by your existence,

A heart that started to exist without emotions and stayed alive only to keep the body of a dead soul alive, just to keep and fool everyone including you.