What I Lack.

January 12, 2011
Where to begin?

Our love came to a tragic end.

1 hour is apparently all it takes,

To shove your foot down on the brakes.

Does it even bother you?

That even after all we've been through,

You want to end it like this.

All gone, without a single "goodbye kiss."

I can't write anymore.

No moving forward, no moving back.

I'm shoved in the middle of the goodbye door.

Still holding on, wondering what I lack.

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