Hearts, Words, and Thoughts
Broken Heart,
Empty Words,
Crippled Thoughts
No Remorse.
Her gaze is fixed,
Mine is weak,
She says she’s over it.
My self-doubt,
It still plagues me,
Now I’m sure,
I don’t know who to be.
Nothing to say,
I’m so tongue-tied,
Head in hands,
But I can’t say I tried.
I can’t look,
A piercing stare,
It’s short-lived
I know she doesn’t care.
Broken heart…
Empty words…
Crippled thoughts…
No remorse…
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