..complications, predicaments, liaisons, fragments, idioms and expressions.
I gave you my heart,
you didn’t cherish it.
You returned it,
broken and in shards.
I still cut myself
trying to comfort myself.
And still
I cannot hate you.
It’s not just that the morning air was crisp and cool, and the sun just beginning to beam and shine in the early hours. It was the way the w...
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