Broken.
Heartbroken.
Even after my heart had already bursted from withholding tears from the past -
you broke it, anyway.
You took the remains and you smothered them across your wall.
You did that,
just to show me that
even the most
fragile hearts
can be torn to pieces.
But, you didn't need to show me.
I've seen similar presentations several times before.
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It would be nice to experience the genuineness in love (the little that is left in this world.)
Pure trust.
Simple understanding.
No attractive lies.
No soon-to-come betrayal.
Just love.
Are these aspects too complicated for the human mind to understand?
Yes?
No?
Maybe?
Does it go that deep,
or is it just me?
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