what is this?
this pain in my chest?
it feels like a spear going
through my heart and coming
out the other side.
i feel empty.
why would you ever kiss me?
why would you tell me you loved me?
why would you let me believe that i
deserved love?
is it true that i don't?
most likely.
do you know how hard i cried?
i looked in the mirror and thought
"wow i look like shit"
but that's nothing new right?
i've always looked like that.
pathetic.
what a sight,
a man breaking down in raw
emotions over someone he
loved who didn't love him in
the same way.
i was so ready to love again.
m.r
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Poetry1:48 am "And with every drop of rain that hits the earth, I can hear your soulful voice echoing through my mind. Calm whispers of the wind, crashing along the sea, calming my every nerve. You are the air in my lungs and the words I speak. You are my...
