Love Hurts
nothing is ackward
not this sinlence
not your voice
not the breaking
the tearing
and ripping
of my heart
into bite size pieces
tell me it again
say it loud
scream it
at the top of your lungs
the hieght of your person
mean it
mean every word
every time you repeat it
it isnt anything
a ripple
across my placed waters
a whisper
in the midst of a storm
you were nothing
we are no more
repeat it
we are nothing
your words well up inside you
such force
such magnitude
to be so soft against my skin
and all your screams
are silence in my ear
you are done
but we are finished long before
our echoes have already faded
our memories are past
try as you might
this means nothing to me
this means nothing to anyone
not this silence, not your voice
not breaking of your heart.
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