Sad
Before I wondered what hurt felt like, the sensation of being alone,
Apprehensively snatching up the phone
At every chance, at every whisper, at every mention of your name,
Though now I realize, you never felt the same
My emotions have folded, glass tears in my eye,
As I remember our fantastic love and each and every lie
You told with ease, admitted so candid,
Though instead, my emotions so rancid
So harshly expressed in whole,
Though slowly they will begin to thaw and quite the same for my soul
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