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brokenness

Asking myself questions
Giving myself answer
Thinking about questions I can't answer
What really broke me?

A question
That needs an answer
But an answer
I don't have so I ask
What really broke me?

Is it the memories we shared
The good morning text
With the kiss sticker behind it
Or the forever together dream
That is now a broken past

It should be those days you left me crying
Or the nights you rejected me
Maybe the months I spent without you
What if it was the day I saw you with her

She was maybe better
Reason why you choose her
But she was not the first
So how can she be the one

Was it your fault or mine
The decision to go was yours
But to stay was mine
So what broke me

A question I ask to myself
Hoping to get an answer
Giving my thoughts an altar
In other to know the answer.