Deep Down.
In the long nights..
Rented in bone freezing cold...
Against my antique bed,I lean..
In my shaking and feeble arms..
A glass full of my bitter tears,tilts almost dropping I say..
"I Love you but for now I'm not in love with you"
The words keep breaking my heart into pieces..
I guess it's better if I let go of you...
For all along the "bonds" between us,were just connections of unnecessary infatuations..
Alloyed in toxic conclusions..
Damn!!,all of these were just illusions...
@TheLuoPoet.
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