Good Things Gone Bad
the way the waves sound
when they are crashing onto
the rocks
the way a vase sounds
when crystal shatters onto
the floor
the way he looks when he sees
her across the room
his chest growing tight
the way she tries half-heartedly
not to look in his direction because
of fear of appearing too “desperate”
the way strangers look at each
other with puppy dog eyes when
they first meet
the way their voices creates
an image of fists and screams
causing you too cringe
the way the papers rip
and the photos tear
the way i miss you
and the way you woo her.
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