No tears for you
This might be hard to understand
Hard to comprehend
Hard to accept that I’m not broken
That the torture did nothing to sway me
I am not your love poem
I am not your forgotten book
I am not your broken verse
Nor your possession
I have no tears for you
No tears to spare this occasion
You did not earn my brokenness
You could not even throw the stone
I was just a melody in your mind
Played over and over and over again
Until you bored of its song
Erased my name from your playlist
But I have no tears for you
Your song was merely a segue
A lesson learned along the way
One step closer to finding my chorus
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