January 4, 2012
You gave it to me October 6th.
I saved it until today.
I wore it on and off.
You noticed I still had it in June.
That last time we dated,
was the last.
You don't like me anymore,
in fact, I think you hate me.
You'll never like me again.
I don't blame you.
I wish you liked me.
But it'll never happen.
Ever again.
That last dance, will be remembered.
Forever & Always.
The bracelets not the only thing broken.
Bracelets can be fixed;
Unlike hearts. . .

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