Broken Glass Surface
by Zamzam Ahmed
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The thing that hurts
It isn't that you don't want me
It's that you never had me
Never got to truly know me
Explore me
Like a glass surface, you saw an image of me; the pretty girl or so they'd say
The mirrored object reflected in others eyes
You passed by me
Glanced at me
But never, never saw me
I didn't mean much to you, just another in a sea of whoevers
But tell me
Did you not see my longing for you
My ever present LOVE for you
Do you not see that I would walk on burning coals for you
That I would give my life for you
No
You're right
I never truly
Mattered
To you; for you simply walked by
My existence was merely that, existence
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