He’s moved on
No need for closure
No reason left …. to give
It’s over.
A host of questions
Old emotions
Loss ….disinterest
Failed devotion.
The strain endures
Keeps coming through
Knows no limit
When he’s with you.
So cold and frigid
Blind and weak
So much you want
To say …. to speak
But not enough
Was just too much
It can’t be real
It can’t be love.
A Wolf
A snake
An evil demon
How could I not
Just once …. have seen them?
The innocence
The pain
The shame
The constant need
To hurt ….. to blame.
So insecure
Consumed with doubt
No wonder …. that he left
Walked out.
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