September 2018,
I was scrolling on my phone
And I saw a photo of you.
My heart broke into two,
Because in that picture,
You were cuddling with her.
After I saw the picture,
I got a pair of scissors
And started to create a bloody fissure.
My fingers were bleeding,
Thick red liquid started to flow.
It can't be healed by a simple blow,
like my heart which is now full of sorrow.
The damage has already been done.
My feelings for you are now gone.
I am now a walking broken glass, a lot more fragile, empty, and none.
