The End

I look in your eyes
They’re warm, but gone
Why aren’t you showing emotion?
I’m acting cold, I’m sorry
It isn’t on purpose
I’m just trying not to cry
Our arms are folded
We’re feet apart
Remember Friday night?
My voice is cracking
My heart is racing
I know what you’re saying
But it’s twisted
In my mind
And it tortures me
Don’t look at me
Don’t comfort me
Don’t be a filthy hypocrite
I’ve been through this
Too much
Relief
Washes over me
Along with tears
It’s done





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