Break Up
The air so col
seems impossible to breath.
Hands clenched so tight,
and you want to disappear.
No warmth around
a cold place is found
and the world freezes,
you stuck in the middle.
The words he speaks are simple.
Yet they cut so deep,
You feel your breath leaving you,
is harder to breath.
you nod as a lone tear falls.
looking into his eyes you crack.
Impossible to say anything,
you walk away cold
in the middle of July.
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