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Mar 2013
"It had nothing to do with you, love," you said
"You're perfect to me," you said
It made my heart ache and ache
Why did you have to say that?
Right when it was starting to get easier

"I need to smoke a cigarette," I think to myself
"The cigarettes you smoke one after the other won't make you forget him," I mutter through clenched teeth
I feel as though my molars might crack under the pressure
I feel so tense and weak and alone

You touched me and then you loved me
You left me and then you broke me
You made the wanderer in me stay and build a home
I built the foundation up and around your heart so I could be your heartbeat,
Residing in your chest, underneath the warmth of your tingling flesh

With no prior notice you evicted me
You demolished my home, my comfort, my bliss
You left me cold and sad and heartbroken
With no where to go

You shouldn't make promises you can't keep
Evynne
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   jdmaraccini
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