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Age : 27
Location : Middle of Nowhere, Canada
Registration date : 2010-09-02
|Subject: Broken Half Wed Nov 10, 2010 3:37 pm|| |
As I look up, he walks in the room,
I study him, not sure what to do.
The sound of his presense,
The smell of his voice,
Makes my heart sink,
But I don't have a choice.
I look down to think,
I wanted to run, but I cannot hide,
The sadness within, the pain inside.
His voice worms into my head,
I sit there wishing that I were dead.
The pain deepens as I hear his laugh,
Tears well up as I try mending my broken half.
It isn't fair what he did to me,
But now I know, now I see,
His beautiful blue eyes, his wonderful smell,
They don't matter now, as my tear fell.
(Dedicated to D.A., the one who broke my heart and left me there to bleed, I'm going to thank you, thank you for showing me how strong I really can be, and I really do hope you can find someone to love, because you once said "I am alone in the world, no one cares what I do or how I am." I tried to prove you wrong (I really did love you) but you make it impossible.)