This Is Heartbreak
(poems go here) He didn’t just take one life that night
He took two.
He smothered me with his big arms;
I allowed it.
He took a stab at my heart;
I allowed it.
He bashed my skull so my brain no longer functioned;
I allowed it.
He made me crazy.
I fell in love with him.
Crazy
Stupid
Love
He broke my heart.
Killed me.
Murdered me.
Slain me.
He took two lives that night.
He took the life of whom I was,
And he took the life of who I was going to be.
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