wow. this made me almost cry. that's exactly how I've felt for the past three months. I'm a little more violent toward the breaker of my heart and being now. (okay so I want to permenatly make his voice three octives higher and possibly castrate him with needle-nose plyers.) but I don't have it in my heart to do such things, or anything close, to a living being. I feel guilty for kicking my dog away from me when she's attacking me. anyway. does it ever go away? Mel

What a horrible feeling, but you caputered it very nicely in this poem. Sometimes what we think is love, really is inevitable heartbreak in disguise. It has happened to the best of us. Keep up the good writing.

"So you burried all your lover's clothes and burned the letter Lover wrote, but it doesn't make it any better. And the plaster dented from your fist in the hall where you had your first kiss reminds you that the memories will fade."

Felt appropriate. Probably spelled that wrong, too. Who cares?

Good job with the emotions and the tone. Solid right through.

Great piece. Very well done. Keep writing!

Anna

I like it...is it about who i think?

Yay! You made a sequel to my favorite! I like it!