
Probably one of the last I will write on this topic for awhile until I am close to crying. This one was actually written yesterday so I wouldn't cry but yeah. I am pretty close to tired of this crap myself...
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 205 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 07-15-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2390652
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Convincing herself he loved her
Only tore her apart
He left without any
-rhyme or reason-
Just dropped a memory
Sealed the silence with a kiss
And he headed out the door
He didn't care that he hurt her
In his suddenness
And outrage
-he didn't care at all-
Was it that he was hurt?
Then why didn't he tell her?
He knows that this silence
Is ripping her to shreds
She gave up things for him
-like minutes, hours, days-
He knows it…
He knows that she's dying inside
So he let's his laugh scorn her further
But he's not thinking of her at all
Anymore
She's no longer on his mind
Not since he stopped liking her…
Yet she can't wrap her finger around the cause
She can only write
Cry
Run
And try not to
S c r e a m
Or beat him for an explanation
Of why he left
Without any rhyme or reason
Without an answer or good-bye
He left her standing in a rainstorm
Of her tears
By her window sill
Holding onto her pillow tight
Wishing he was there…
He left her in agony
Without rhyme or reason…
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