I love him;

((rejection))

Pain blood scars.

Darkness

I did more than

Breakhisheart.

Murder

I killed him.

He can never

Get past it.

“Just pretend it never happened,”

he says.

He’s too good to me.

“Friends till the end,”

he calls us.

I don’t deserve him.

He has a soft heart.

Mine is c o l d

And B L A C K,

Hollow; unloving.

I beg for his

f.o.r.g.i.v.n.e.s.s

I don’t deserve him.